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copyright. 

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1881. 



TABLE OF CONTENTS. 



PAGES. 
THE ALCOHOL FIEND, --l6 

BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK, - - - - - 14 

THE CUP OF DEATH, ....... 16 

THE FRUITS THEREOF, ------- l6 

WHO HATH WOE, -------- 16 

THE TWO WAYS, -------- 16 

SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY, ------- 14 

THE TWO WINES, -------- 16 

THE CONTRAST, --------8 

GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE, ..... 8 

WISDOM'S WAYS, ---8 

SOWING AND REAPING, .- - - - - - -8 

FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO, 8 

COUNTING THE COST, - - - - - - - 8 

THE NEW PLEDGE, -------4 

BLUE BOWS, -.-------4 

CURING A DRUNKARD, -----.-4 

WINE A MOCKER, ---4 

AN APPEAL FROM THE APPLES, GRAPES, RYE, AND HOPS, 2 

i can do a little, -2 

eddie's procession, -------4 

bad habits, ---------4 

a fit of indigestion, . - - - - - - 8 

the young housekeeper, ------ 8 

water is best, ---...--4 

Total pagesy ------ 224 



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THE 



ALCOHOL FIEND: 



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FOR 



Lodges, Divisions, Lyceums, or Sunday Schools. 



BY 



Rev. W. F. CRAFTS. 



NEW YORK: 
National Temperance Society and Publication House 

38 READE STREET. 



COPTBIOHT. 

J. N. STEARNS, PUBLISHING AGENT, 
1877. 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND: 

A TEMPERANCE DIALOGUE, 

FOR 

Lodges, Divisions, Lyceums, or Sunday-Schools, 

BY 

Rev. W. F. CRAFTS. 



CHARACTERS 



The Minister. 

The Doctor. 

The Minister's Wife. 

Bernard (a young man). 

Mr. Comfort (a business man). 

Rachel ( a young lady). 

Scene — The Minister's Study. 

[ The Minister sits in his dressing-gown and slippers at 
his table reading his Bible ; turns back from Acts to 
Proverbs, and back again several times, as if studiously 
comparing passages. A knock at the door. Holding 
his Bible in his hand, he opens the door, and the Doctor 
enters.'] 

Note. — The scientific statements in this book are mostly based on Dr. 
Richardson's book kl On Alcohol," published by the National Temperance 
Society, 58 Reade Street, New York. 

The Minister. — Good-evening", Doctor. 

The Doctor {eye-glasses, cane, etc.) — Good -evening. 
I've not come with a bill or a pill, but merely for a chat 
with you. There seems to be a "panic " in our business, 
and a disastrous falling off in the sick list since the tem- 
perance people have been so vigorously at work. Pledges 
are taking the place of pills. 



4 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

The Minister. — I'm glad your thoughts are on that sub- 
ject. I've just been comparing in my Bible the influence 
of the Holy Spirit in the " Acts," filling the apostles with 
the " new wine '' of spiritual power, which intensified every 
pure desire and established the soul as king over the body, 
with the opposite influence of the " wine that is a mocker " 
(described over here in Proverbs), which intensifies every 
base desire and makes the body king over the soul. 

The Doctor. — As Caligula made his horse a god to be 
worshiped and obeyed, and as some of the heathen wor- 
ship monkeys. 

The Minister. — I was looking a few moments ago at 
the two pictures Paul hangs up side by side in the fifth 
chapter of Galatians, for every man to choose which shall 
be the picture-biography of his life. He thus pictures the 
fruit of the Holy Spirit — " Love, joy, peace, long-suffering, 
gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance " — 
against such there is no law. By the side of this picture 
he represents the fruit of the Unclean Spirit, which is also 
the fruit of ardent spirits — " Adultery, fornication, unclean- 
ness, lasciviousness, idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, variance, 
emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies, envyings, 
murders, drunkenness, revelings, and such like ; of the 
which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time 
past, that they which do such things shall not inherit the 
kingdom of God." Doctor, why in the world does any 
man seek the unnatural, unnecessary, unhealthy influence 
of ardent spirits ? 

The Doctor. — A young and moderate drinker answered 
this question by saying, " We don't care anything about 
liquor, only for the effects. We don't like the taste of it ; it 
often makes us ' gag ' to take it, and if it wasn't for the 
effects, we shouldn't drink a drop. The EFFECTS ARE 
what we like." He meant the temporary exhilaration 
that comes from strong drink. 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 5 

The Minister. — But, in a deeper sense of the word, let 
us talk about the " effects '' of alcohol upo?i the individual 
who uses it in any degree. 

The Doctor. — There can't be much improvement, even 
to-day, on Solomon's description of those " effects." You 
remember his diagnosis of the drunkard — " Woe, sorrow, 
contentions, babblings, wounds without cause, redness of 
eyes." It seems they had begun to drug their drinks 
even then. A whole lecture might be given on the " ef- 
fects " OF THE " mixed wine ; " the poisonous drugs 
that are constantly found with alcohol in popular liquors — 
its inseparable allies and the deadly foes of the human sys- 
tem — fusel oil, oil of vitriol, oil of juniper, oil of bitter al- 
monds, alum, potassa, nitric acid, sulphuric acid, butyric 
acid, tannic acid, and other subjects equally deadly. 

\JLnter the Minister s wife with Bernard, and Mr. 
Comfort, and Rachel ,] 

The Minister's Wife. — I've brought in your friends, 
Bernard and Mr. Comfort, who have called to see us. As 
I heard you talking temperance, I knew it would be no in- 
terruption for them to come in, and Rachel, my niece, I 
see also wishes to join the circle. 

[All shake hands and take seats.] 

The Minister. — We were just speaking of drugged 
liquors. The City Marshal of a Massachusetts city once 
told me, that of two hundred gallons of strong drink that 
he had seized in small quantities from a large number of 
saloons of all grades the week previous, only one gallon 
was found pure enough to pay for re-distilling. 

Mr. Comfort. — Somebody in Connecticut sold a bottle 
of the best brandy, and Prof. Silliman, of Yale College, 
having analyzed the same, finds in it alum, iron, sulphuric 
acid, essential oil of some kind, tannic acid, Guinea pepper, 
burnt sugar, lead and copper, with a basis of whisky. This 



6 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

is the delicious though somewhat miscellaneous mixture 
which, by the aid of a pretty label and a little sealing-wax 
on the cork, passes for Old Hennessy, London Dock, Mar- 
tel, or Seignette brandy. The marvel is that it does not 
instantaneously kill the first deluded wretch who swallows 
a mouthful of it ; and in some cases perhaps it would be 
better if it did. It seems to be about as well established 
as most things in this world, that nobody drinking spirits 
or wines can be sure of their purity. The imbiber opens 
his mouth and shuts his eyes, as the children do in the 
nursery play. 

The Minister. — But men who drink have so completely 
shut their eyes to the fact that they are drinking such 
deadly poisons in their " pure wines " and " best bran- 
dies," that we might well, in most of our speeches and ser- 
mons, confine the question to the "effects " of simple alco- 
hol, in its purest form, upon the faculties of man. 

The Doctor. — Many seem to forget that alcohol is alco- 
hol, and will do alcohol's work under whatever name or 
form it enters the human body. The Greek warriors got 
into Troy and captured it by hiding in a large wooden 
horse, which the unsuspecting Trojans allowed to pass 
their gates as a harmless gift and curiosity. Alcohol, the 
deadliest foe of the human body, uses similar arts to get 
into our systems and capture us by hiding UNDER THE 
DISGUISE OF FALSE NAMES. There are a great variety 
of these disguises. Numerous "bitters" and "syrups" 
hide their deadly purpose under the name of " medicine " 
until they have captured their victims. 

The Minister's Wife.— At the Old Orchard Beach 
Temperance Camp Meeting, the President of the Marl- 
boro' Reform Club, who had been a temperance boy, 
brought up as a Washingtonian until the age of twenty- 
two, in narrating his experiences said, that at that age, 
sickness sent him to a physician who gave him a "syrup " 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 7 

to take. He used it until he had the " dry gag," one of 
the painful results of intoxicating drink. He had become 
a drunkard by using a prescribed medicine, and thirteen 
of his best years were lost in drunkenness, with all its ter- 
rible suffering in body, home, and character. We must 
look out for the foe that is concealed in the wooden 
HORSE marked " Medicine," especially in the adver- 
tised " bitters " and " syrups." 

The Doctor. — Even "Jamaica Ginger," although doubt- 
less a good medicine when taken in proper quantities, is 
used by some persons in great doses as an alcoholic stim- 
ulant — persons who, perhaps, are unconscious of their 
terrible habit. 

The Ministers Wife. — And alcohol is no less alcohol, 
with power to create a false appetite and lead to death, 
when it gets into the system under the pleasant disguise 
of wine jelly, wine sauce, wine-drops, home-made wine, 
claret punch, Roman punch, wine and brandy in cake, ci- 
der in pies, and other articles used as food. What differ- 
ence would it make in a poisoning case, whether arsenic 
were administered in food or drink ? What difference is 
there in the influence upon our appetites and our bodily 
health, whether we take alcohol, which is a poison as sure 
if not as swift as arsenic, as a beverage or in our food ? 
If a little alcohol, as a drink, is dangerous as leading to 
further indulgence or rousing an old appetite, or develop- 
ing an inherited appetite, then A LITTLE ALCOHOL IN 
food is just as surely dangerous, and for the same 
reasons. 

Rachel. — There are numerous instances of terrible drunk- 
enness growing out of the use of these kitchen alcoholics. 
Only yesterday I was reading of a woman who became 
terribly intemperate by using currant wine, sent to her by 
a kind, but thoughtless neighbor, when in feeble health. 
When the giver heard of the terrible result of her gift, she 



8 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

visited her neighbor, but was greeted with these piercing 
words : " You made me a drunkard by your currant 
wine, ma'am. When I got well I would have sold my 
head for strong drink, and now I can't live without it.'* 
She went home and poured her wine all into the sink ; 
and when Walter plead, " Save just one bottle, mother, 
for me, and not waste it all," her hand only moved with a 
more nervous energy as she shook out the last drop, shud- 
dering at the thought that Walter, too, might be a drunkard. 

The Minister's Wife. — I have long since resolved, 
that, in my home at least, no alcohol shall have a place 
even in food or " bitters." Christian women are lead- 
ing the nation forward in temperance sentimen , and 
it can not be long ere the question of TEMPERANCE 
IN cooking will be fairly discussed and settled, as 
the other points of the temperance movement have 
been, in the spirit of self-sacrifice and Christian love. 
The pledge in temperance societies ought to be revised 
to read, " I solemnly promise, by God's help, NOT TO USE 
AS A FOOD OR DRINK, anything containing alcohol. " 

The Minister. — There are men in every community 
fighting with appetite, to whom the slightest taste of alco- 
hol, even at the communion-table or„in the midst of food, 

is like THE TASTE OF BLOOD TO A TAMED TIGER, 

bringing back the terrible past again. I knew a man 
not far from here, who was thus overcome even by a drop 
of communion wine. There are boys who have an inher- 
ited appetite for strong drink, that a few wine-drops or a 
little wine jelly would awake into deadly power. For them 
the command of God is especially important — " LOOK 
NOT upon the wine." Let it not be our hands that bring 
it to their sight. For the safety of others, as well as our- 
selves, let us persuade every Christian home to banish 
alcohol from its kitchen, and " bitters " from its closets, 
and every church to see that no alcoholic wine is given 
from its altars. 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 9 

The Doctor. — I have carefully noted in my professional 
experience the " awful effects " of alcohol upon 
the body, in its three great vital systems — the digestive 
system, the blood system, and the nervous system. Scien- 
tific men regard the passage quoted from Solomon as an 
excellent description of these horrors. 

The Minister. — What are the effects of ALCOHOL 

IN THE DIGESTIVE SYSTEM? 

The Doctor. — To answer that question, first, by showing 
what are not the effects, I would say first of all, that ALCO- 
HOL IS IN NO SENSE AN ARTICLE OF FOOD OR SUS- 
TENANCE. It is not claimed by any that it is a structure- 
building food, but only a fat-producing food, or at least a 
heat-and-force-producing food. These three claims have 
all been ably and completely refuted by such physicians as 
Richardson and Lees in England, and by Dr. Willard 
Parker and others in America. ALCOHOL IS NOT FAT- 
PRODUCING, for some who use it find just an opposite 
result. In fact, the fattening qualities which it appears to 
have, come rather from the sugar and starch in certain 
drinks, rather than from the alcohol itself, or, in other 
cases, from the unnatural amount of sleep and idleness 
that intoxication may induce. 

Bernard. — But alcohol does produce heat. 

The Doctor. — So a superficial view of its effects might 
suggest. The paralysis of the blood circulation in the 
first stages of intoxication causes the temperature of the 
body to rise for awhile by spreading out a greater surface 
of blood, but this is really NOT A heating, but a 
cooling OF the blood, and the temperature of the 
body soon after falls dangerously below its usual state. 
A habitual drinker will actually succumb to Arctic cold 
sooner than one who uses only water. 

Bernard. — But, surely, alcohol produces force t 



IO THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

The Doctor. — Another common mistake. Says Dr. 
Richardson, one of the highest authorities in this line of 
study, " In the end all these alcoholic fluids are depressants, 
and although at first, by their calling vigorously into play 
the natural forces, they seem to excite, and are, therefore, 
called stimulants ; they themselves SUPPLY NO FORCE 
at any time, but cause expeiiditure of force, by which 
means they get away out of the body, and therewith lead 
to exhaustion and paralysis of motion." So far from be- 
ing a food to produce fat or heat or force, ALCOHOL IS, 
BY THE VOICE OF MEDICAL SCIENCE,* " AN IRRITANT 
POISON, HAVING NO PLACE IN A HEALTHY SYSTEM." 

Turning to what alcohol does for digestion, we see that 
its influence upon the stomach is to cause DYSPEPSIA and 
kindred difficulties, and at length to produce what is now 
classed as a disease— AN almost irresistible crav- 
ing for strong drink, which the conscience, reason, 
and will can hardly withhold from its usual poison, and 
which often makes the drunkard's life a constant and ter- 
rible struggle. Then the drunkard realizes " Who hath 
woe ? who hath sorrow ?" [Large charts showing the 
state of the stomach when outraged by alcohol (published 
by J. N. Stearns, 58 Reade St., New York), can be 
bought or hired, and introduced at this point with the re- 
mark by the Doctor, " That reminds me of the roll of 
charts I have just bought and brought over to show you 
how rum paints its battle-scenes on a man's stomach and 
other parts of his body." The pictures can then be hung 
up and referred to at appropriate points ; or this point may 
be made the opening of Scene II., and the room arranged 
as the Doctor's office, with charts on the walls, the whole 
party having accepted the Doctor's invitation to go over 
to his office and see his new temperance charts.] 

Bernard. — Pope Sixtus, you remember, when he was 
cardinal, pretended he was very weak and sickly, and if 

* Dr. Willard Parker. 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. II 

they elevated him to the office or chair of the Pope, he 
would only occupy it a little while, for he would soon be 
gone. He crawled upon his crutches to the chair, and 
once having attained it, he was strong again. He said : 
" It was well for me while I was looking for the keys of 
St. Peter that I should stoop ; but now I have found them, 
Why should I stoop any longer ?" and he threw away his 
crutches and was well again. When the demon of drink 
first approaches, he seems weak, easily managed, perfectly 
powerless, and the young man, as he takes "just one more 
glass," thinks he will soon give up drinking altogether, 
but at length he finds that alcohol has risen from its seem- 
ing weakness into a giant's strength, and he is its slave, 
bound by the chains of an irrepressible craving, whose 
scars he will carry for life even if he breaks his chain. 

The Minister. — Tell us, Doctor, about THE " EFFECTS " 

OF ALCOHOL IN THE BLOOD SYSTEM. 

The Doctor. — From the stomach alcohol is quickly ab- 
sorbed chiefly by the veins, carried to the heart, and then sent 
out by the minute circulation into every part of the body. 
By the paralysis of the nerve-system which accompanies 
the blood-system, the blood flows too slowly back to the 
heart, and the face is covered with THE FAMILIAR RED 
FLUSH of intoxication ; but not the face only, for the whole 
body within and without is also surcharged with blood. 
" Who hath redness of eyes ? " 

Mr. Comfort. — I once saw a drunken man throw him- 
self upon the railroad track before a train of cars, causing 
his skull to break and the brain to fall out, and the same 
unnatural vermilion flush of injected blood was seen upon 
his brain as upon his face. 

The Doctor. — But it is THE HEART THAT ESPECIALLY 
SUFFERS from intoxication. During intoxication, the heart- 
stroke or beat, with the same force in each stroke as be- 
fore, greatly increases in rapidity, with a weakened recoil 



12 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

stroke. Each side of the heart lifts three ounces of blood 
at a stroke, making six ounces for the double stroke. This 
stroke, in a healthy man, is repeated 100,000 times in a 
day, but in an intoxicated person it is repeated from 120,- 
000 to 127,000 times. The heart is, therefore, compelled, 
by intoxication, to do an amount of work in one day equal 
to lifting from twenty to twenty-four tons one foot. 

Mr. Comfort. — Every ounce of alcohol is then the heavy 
blow of a whip on the heart, driving it to unnatural and 
exhausting activity. 

The Doctor. — Such extra work may be required a few 
f imes without apparent harm, but after a few years, to those 
who " tarry long at the wine,'' it results in injuring se- 
riously the valves and orifices and the whole machinery 
of the heart, with corresponding injury in the veins and 
arteries. 

The Minister's Wife. — Anachrassis said that the vine 
had three grapes — pleasure, drunkenness, misery. The 
quickening of the blood may mean " pleasure " at first, 
when the wine is " red " and beautiful " in the cup," but 
it means " drunkenness " and " misery " at last, when " it 
biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder." The 
gay words of the young drinker, " I could stop drinking, 
if I would," become changed at length to the sad words 
of the drunkard, " I would stop drinking, if I could." 

The Minister \ rising to his feet slowly — then walking 
back and forth as he talks — then leaning on his chair in 
telling the story]. — Look also at the " effects " OF 
alcohol ON the nervous system, which is so strongly 
developed in Americans, and makes the use of intoxicants 
more fatal to us than to many other nations. A merchant 
was celebrating the marriage of his daughter. While they 
were enjoying themselves above, he chanced to go to the 
basement hall below, where he met a servant carrying a 
lighted candle without a candlestick. She passed on to 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 13 

the cellar for wood, and returned quickly without the can- 
dle. The merchant suddenly remembered that during the 
day several kegs of gunpowder had been placed in the 
cellar, one of which had been opened. Inquiring what 
she had done with the candle, to his awful amazement her 
reply was, that being unable to carry it with the fuel, she 
had set in a keg of " black sand " in the cellar. He flew 
to the spot. A long, red snuff was just ready to fall from 
the wick into the mass of powder, when, with great pres- 
ence of mind, placing a hand on each side of the candle, 
and making his hands meet at the top, over the wick, he 
safely removed it from the keg. At first he smiled at his 
previous fear, but the reaction was so great, that it was 
weeks ere he recovered from the shock which his nerves 
sustained in that terrible trial. The man who allows alco- 
hol to touch his nervous system, is either ignorantly or 
wickedly putting a candle in powder. He insures 
his own ruin by such a perilous combination. 

Bernard. — A Kansas man got up a private earthquake 
the other day, by placing several pounds of powder in 
the stove to clear the soot out of the pipe. To make it 
all go out of the pipe, he shut the stove door, and placing 
his feet against it, heroically awaited the result. As that 
was the only house within five miles, the funeral over the 
fragments was held in the open air. That man was not 
one whit more foolish for bringing fire and powder in con- 
tact in his stove, than the man who brings " fire-water " 
and nerve in contact in his own body. The " effects " are 
the same in the end. 

The Doctor. — Every one has noticed the " effects " of 
alcohol on the nerves. It PARALYZES THE NERVES OF 
COMMON sensation, and impedes the circulation of the 
blood ; it reaches the nerves OF VOLUNTARY MOTION, 
and they LOSE CONTROL of the muscles, causing the 
lower lip to fall, and the lower limbs to stagger. The 



14 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

arms also become weak, and the lips but clumsily do their 
work. 

Bernard [rising and imitating in speech and manner 
those he describes}. — Yes. The individual who has thus in- 
toxicated his nerves, goes to the store and asks for " Mrs. 
Soothlow's Winsling Sly'up." "Who hath babblings?" 
He goes home and is unable to get his boots off by repeated 
efforts, which he attributes to the "hard times" and bad 
country he is in, and he accordingly soliloquizes in this 
way : " Well, I have traveled all the world over ; I have 
lived five years in Cuba, four in Jamaica, five in Brazil ; I 
have traveled through Spain and Portugal, and been in 
Africa, but I never yet was in such an abominable country 
as this, where a man is obliged to go to bed with his boots 
on." 

The Doctor. — The NERVES OF SPECIAL SENSE also be- 
come drunken, and sight and hearing, taste, touch, and 
scent are all confused. 

Bernard. — Yes, the drunken man sees men as trees 
walking, and trees as men walking. He staggers against 
a tree and then apologizes very politely ; staggers against 
two or three others, and concludes a procession is passing, 
and leans against the fence to wait until it gets by. He 
mistakes a pump with a long handle for a man whose arm 
is raised to strike, and so hits it two or three self-wounding 
blows. "Who hath contentions? Who hath wounds 
without cause?" He sees some letters on the street 
lamps, and declares some one has stuck an advertisement 
on the moon. He sees a lot of snakes as big as a whisky 
barrel as he passes the rear of a bar-room. When he 
reaches the square where his house is, the buildings all 
seem to be swinging round the circle, and he says, " I'll 
wait till my house comes round and then I'll step in." 
The moonlight throws his shadow between him and his 
door, and he takes it for a man, and invites him to step 



THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 1 5 

aside and let him go in. Feeling hungry when he has 
entered his home, he mistakes a ball of twine for a biscuit, 
and swallows a part of it, and then, as he pulls it out of 
his mouth, thinks that he is unravelling. He endeavors to 
light the lamp by using all the teeth in his wife's shell- 
cornb for matches. 

The Doctor. — All this confusion of sight comes from the 
effect of alcohol upon the delicate optic nerve. Not only 
temporary, but permanent injury to the eyes comes from 
the use of alcohol. 

Bernard. — That reminds me of a story. An ^lderly 
gentleman, accustomed to indulge, entered the room of a 
certain inn, where sat a grave friend by the fire. Lifting 
a pair of green spectacles upon his forehead, rubbing his 
inflamed eyes, and calling for hot brandy fnd water, he 
complained that " his eyes were getting weaker and weaker, 
and that even spectacles didn't seem to do them any good." 
" I'll tell thee, friend," replied the Quaker, " what I think. 
If thee was to wear thy spectacles over thy mouth a few 
months, thy eyes would get round again." 

The Doctor. — ALCOHOL DOES NOT SPARE THE BRAIN, 

as it goes through the system seeking what it may devour. 
A certain quantity of alcohol fills the brain with blood and 
makes sleeplessness. In greater quantities it stupefies this 
king of the physical system, and then the whole body lies 
three-fourths dead, holding on to life only by the beating 
of the heart. In fact, the " effects " of alcohol on the 
whole body are exactly analogous to cases of poisoning, 
except that the action is far slower. This scythe of alco- 
hol mows down in our land 56,000 bodies every year, to 
say nothing of those indirectly destroyed by its influence. 

Mr. Comfort. — And that is no small number. A coro- 
ner in England declares that he holds on an average 300 
inquests a year on the bodies of infants smothered by 
drunken parents. It is also a familiar fact that nearly all 



l6 THE ALCOHOL FIEND. 

murders are to be credited to this cause, and many deaths 
from poverty and abuse are connected with intemperance, 
so that probably 100,000 bodies perish each year in our 
land through this fiend, " At Gohol." No wonder, De- 
Foe, seeing such deadly results from the use of strong 
drink, satirically recommended it as the best means of 
self-murder. 

The Minister. — What significance the words of Solo- 
mon have in the light of this destructive power of alcohoj 
in the bodies of men ! " Who hath woe? Who hath 
sorrow f Who hath babblings ? Who hath contentions ? 
Who ikath wounds without cause t Who hath redness of 
eyes f " 

They that tarry long at the wine. 

If we had time to look at the more terrible rav- 
ages of alcohol in man's intellect, sensibility, 
and WILL, we should realize yet more fully the depth of 
" woe " in these words, and the need of earnest Christian 
work in prevention and reform. 

Let us sing and then live that song of the Bliss and 
Sankey book, " Rescue the Perishing," etc. 

[ They sing it, audience joining^ 

Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, 

Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave ; 
Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen, 
Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. 

Chorus. — Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, 
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 
r 

Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter, 

Feelings lie buried that grace can restore ; 
Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness, 
Chords that were broken will vibrate once more. 
Cho. — Rescue, etc. 

Rescue the perishing, duty demands it ; 

Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide : 
Back to the narrow way patiently win them ; 

Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has died. 
Cho. — Rescue, etc. 



b e"w^.:r, e 



OF 



STRONG DRINK 



Temperance Concert Exercise, 



FOR 



SUNDAY-SCHOOLS, REFORM CLUBS, TEM- 
PERANCE ORGANIZATIONS, Etc. 



BY MRS. E. H. THOMPSON. 



NEW YORK: 
National Temperance Society and Publication House, 

58 BEADS STREET. 
1881. 



COPYRIGHT, 1879, BY 

|. N. STEARNS, Publishing Agent. 



Edward O. Jenkins* Print, 
00 North William Street, New York. 



BEWARE 



OP 



STRONG DRINK 



I. — Singing. 

Tune—" Boylston." 

Mourn for the thousands slain, 
The youthful and the strong; 

Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign, 
And the deluded throng. 

Mourn for the ruined soul — 

Eternal life and light, 
Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, 

And turned to hopeless night. 

Mourn for the lost, but pray, 

Pray to our God above 
To break the fell destroyer's sway, 

And show His saving love. 

H.— Prayer. 
Choir chant the Lord's Prayer. 

Superintendent. — What are some of the evils men 
tioned in Galatians v., xx., and xxi. ? 



4 BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

Class No. 1 (boys) and Class No. 2 (girls) rise. 

Class 1 (in concert). — Idolatry. 

Class 2 (in concert). — Witchcraft. 

Class 1. — Hatred. 

Class 2. — Variance. 

Class 1. — Emulations. 

Class 2.— Wrath. 

Class 1.— Strife. 

Class 2. — Seditions. 

Class 1. — Heresies. 

Class 2. — Envyings. 

Class 1. — Murders. 

Class 2. — Drunkenness. 

Class 1. — Revelings and such like. 

Superintendent. — Of the evils mentioned, which one 
forms the root of all the others ? 

Class 2. — Drunkenness. 
Ten scholars rise. 

1st Scholar. — In all the catalogue of vices there are 
none whose destructive effects, in a moral sense, ex- 
ceed those of drunkenness. 

2d Scholar. — It defiles the conscience and hardens 
the heart. 

3d Scholar. — It is a destroyer of property and credit. 



BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 5 

Wi ScTwlar. — It brings disorder, distress, and wretch- 
edness into families. 

5th Scholar. — It is an enemy to decency and mod- 
esty. 

6th Scholar. — It leads to profanity, blasphemy, 
quarrels, fightings, and murders. 

7th Scholar. — It is the father of evil, the mother of 
mischief, the nurse of riot. 

Sth Scholar. — It weakens the memory and destroys 
the judgment. 

9th Scholar. — It robs a man of his dignity and un- 
dermines his health. 

10th Scholar. — It leads men from Grod and all good, 
hastens on an untimely death, and at last destroys 
the soul. 

Superintendent. — Mention some of the commands 
found in the Bible concerning strong drink. 

Scripture repeated by four young men. 

1st ScTwlar. — " And the Lord spake unto Aaron, saying, Do not 
drink wine nor strong drink, thou, nor thy sons with thee, when 
ye go into the tabernacle of the congregation, lest ye die : it shall 
be a statute forever throughout your generations." — Lev. x. 8, 9. 

2d Scholar. — " Woe unto them that rise up early in the morn- 
ing, that they may follow strong drink ; that continue until night, 
till wine inflame them." — Is a. v. 11. 

3d Scholar. — " It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings 
to drink wine ; nor for princes strong drink. Lest they drink, 
and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the 
afflicted."— Prov. xxxi. 4, 5. 

4ih Scholar. — " Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging ; and 
whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise."— Prov. xx. 1. 



6 BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

m.— Singing. 

Tune — " Dennis." 

Intemperance walks abroad; 

His victims day by day 
Are wasting, in the paths of sin, 

Their precious life away. 

Dear Jesus ! Thou hast died, 
Thy gracious arm can save ; 

Oh ! bring the wanderers to Thy fold, 
And snatch them from the grave. 

Convicted of their guilt, 
Oh ! may they seek Thy face, 

And never rest till they have found 
The comfort of Thy grace. 

Six boys rise. 

1st Scholar. — Who hath woe ? 

2d Scholar. — Who hath sorrow ? 

3d Scholar. — Who hath contentions ? 

Uh Scholar. — Who hath babbling ? 

5th Scholar. — Who hath wounds without cause ? 

6th Scholar. — Who hath redness of eyes ? 

Class 3 (in concert). — " They that tarry long at the wine ; they 
that go to seek mixed wine." — Pbov. xxiii. 30. 

Class 4. — " Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when 
it giveth its color in the cup, when it moveth itself aright."— 
Pkov. xxiii v 31. 

Class 5.—" At the last it hiteth like a serpent, and stingeth like 
an adder." — Pkov. xxiii. 32. 

Three scholars rise. 



BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 7 

1st Scholar. — Tremble, then, if ever you taste the 
Intoxicating draught. 

2d /Scholar. — Keflect before you put the cup to your 
lips. 

3d Scholar. — Remember you are forming a habit 
that shall lead on to the destruction of body, mind, 
and soul. 

Superintendent. — Let us now have repeated some 
samples, daily seen, resulting from the use of strong 
drink. 

Mne scholars (young ladies) rise. 

1st Scholar. — Samples of lonely, tired men, 

Who long in vain for their freedom again ; 

2d Scholar. — Samples of old men worn in the strife ; 

3d Scholar. — Samples of young men tired of life ; 

4th Scholar. — Samples of ruined hopes and lives; 

5th Scholar. — Samples of desolate homes and wives ; 

Uh Scholar. — Samples of aching hearts grown cold 
With anguish and misery untold ; 

7th Scholar. — Samples of noble youth in disgrace, 
Who meet you with averted face ; 

8th Scholar. — Samples of hungry little ones, 

Starving to death in their dreary homes. 

9th Scholar. — In fact, there is scarcely a woe on earth 
But drink hath nurtured and given it 
birth. 

SupeHntendent. — What is written of him who giv 
eth his neighbor drink ? 
Answered by three young men. 



8 BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

1st Scholar. — " Woe onto him that giveth his neighbor drink, 
that puttest thy bottle to him, and makest him drunken also, 
that thou mayest look on their nakedness." — Hab. ii. 15. 

2d Scholar. — " Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, 
and men of strength to mingle strong drink !" — Isa. v. 22. 

3d Scholar. — " Therefore as the fire devoureth the stubble, and 
the flame consumeth the chaff, so their root shall be as rotten- 
ness, and their blossom shall go up as dust ; because they have 
cast away the law of the Lord of hosts, and despised the word of 
the Holy One of Israel."— Isa. v. 24. 



IV.— Recitation. 

GO FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT. 

Go feel what I have felt, 

Go bear what I have borne — 

Sink 'neath the blow a father dealt, 
And the cold world's proud scorn; 

Then suffer on from year to year — 

Thy sole relief the scorching, tear. 

Go kneel as there I knelt, 

Implore, beseech, and pray; 
Strive the besotted heart to melt, 

The downward course to stay — 
Be dashed with bitter curse aside, 
Your prayers burlesqued, your tears defied. 

Go weep as I have wept 

O'er a loved father's fall ; 
See every promised blessing swept — 

Youth's sweetness turned to gall; 
Life's fading flowers strewn all the way 
That brought me up to woman's day. 



BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

Go see what I have seen ; 

Behold the strong man bow, 
With gnashing teeth, lie bathed in blood, 

And cold and livid brow ; 
Go catch his withered glance, and see 
There mirrored his soul's deep misery. 

Go to the mother's side, 

And her crushed bosom cheer; 
Thine own deep anguish hide, 

Wipe from her cheek the tear. 
Mark the worn frame and withered brow, 
The gray that streaks her dark hair now, 
With fading form and trembling limb, 
And trace the ruin back to him 
Whose plighted faith in early youth 
Promised eternal love and truth; 
But who, forsworn, hath yielded up 
That promise to the cursed cup, 
And let her down through love and light, 
And all that made the future bright, 
And chained her there, 'mid want and strife, 
That lowly thing, " a drunkard's wife; " 
And stamped on childhood's brow so mild 
That withering blight, " a drunkard's child." 

Go hear, and see, and feel, and know, 
All that my soul hath felt and known, 

Then look upon the wine-cup's glow, 
See if its beauty will atone ; 

Think of its flavor, you will try, 

When all proclaim, " 'Tis drink and die! n 

Tell me, "I hate tha bowl ? " 
Hate is a feeble word ; 



IO BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

I loathe — abhor — my very soul 

With deep disgust is stirred, 

Whene'er I see, or hear, or tell, 

Of this dark beverage of Hell ! 

Superintendent. — Has the drunkard any hope of 
eternal life? 

Class 6. — " Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor re- 
vilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God." — 
1 Cob. vi. 10. 

Superintendent. — Is there any way of escape from 
this judgment? 

Chorus of twenty voices, selected from the school, 
rise and sing : 

"Depths of mercy ! can there he 
Mercy still reserved for me ? " 

Choir sing: 

" Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
Weak and wounded, sick and sore." 

Chorus sing: 

" I have long withstood His grace, 
Long provoked Him to His face." 

Choir sing second stanza of " Depths of Mercy." 

Class 7 (in concert). — " Let the wicked forsake his way, and 
the unrighteous man his thoughts ; and let him return unto the 
Lord, and he will have mercy upon him ; and to our God,. for he 
will abundantly pardon." — Isa. lv. 7. 

Class 8. — " If we confess onr sins, he is faithful and just to for- 
give us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness." — 
1 John i. 9. 

Class 9. — " And it shall come to pass, that whosoever shall call 
on the name of the Lord shall be saved."— Acts ii. 21. 



BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. II 

Minister. — " Then drew near unto him all the publicans and 
sinners for to hear him. And the Pharisees and scribes mur- 
mured, saying, This manreceiveth sinners, and eateth with them. 
And he spake this parable unto them, saying, What man of you, 
having a hundred sheep, if he lose one of them, doth not leave 
the ninety and nine in the wilderness, and go after that which is 
lost, until he find it ? And when he hath found it, he layeth it 
on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he cometh home, he 
calleth together his friends and neighbors, saying unto them, 
Rejoice with me ; for I have found my sheep which was lost. 
I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one 
sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just per- 
sons, which need no repentance."— Luke xv. 1-7. 

V.— Singing. 

There were ninety and nine that safely lay 

In the shelter of the fold, 
But one was out on the hills away, 

Far off from the gates of gold — 
Away on the mountains wild and bare, 
Away from the tender Shepherd's care. 

"Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine: 

Are they not enough for Thee? " 
But the Shepherd made answer: " 'Tis of mine 

Has wandered away from me ; 
And although the road be rough and steep 
I go to the desert to find my sheep." 

"Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way 
That mark out the mountain's track?" 

"They were shed for one who had gone astray 
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back." 

"Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?" 

" They are pierced to-night by many a thorn." 



12 BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

But all through the mountain a, thunder-riven, 

And up from the rocky steep, 
There rose a cry to the gate of heaven, 
" Rejoice ! I have found my sheep ! " 
And the angels echoed around the throne, 
" Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own! " 

Superintendent. — Repeat passages of Scripture 
showing how we should imitate Christ's example in 
reclaiming those who are fallen from the path of 
truth and righteousness. 

Eight scholars rise. 

1st Scholar.—" We then that are strong ought to hear the 
infirmities of the weak, and not to please ourselves."— Rom. 
xv. 1. 

2d Scholar. — " Even as the Son of man came not to he minis- 
tered unto, but to minister, and to give his life a ransom for 
many." — Matt. xx. 28. 

dd Scholar. — " Now we exhort you, brethren, warn them that 
are unruly, comfort the feeble-minded, support the weak, be 
patient towards all men." — 1 Thess. v. 14. 

4th Scholar. — " To open their eyes, and to turn them from dark- 
ness to light, and from the power of Satan unto God, that they 
may receive forgiveness of sins, and inheritance among them 
which are sanctified by faith that is in me."— Acts xxvi. 18. 

VI.— Singing. 

Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, 
Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave, 

Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen, 
Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. 

Chorus. 
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying; 
Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 



BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 13 

!Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting, 

Waiting the penitent child to receive. 
Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently, 

He will forgive if they only believe. Chorus. 

5th Scholar. — " Put on, therefore, as the elect of God, holy and 
beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, 
meekness, long-suffering." — Col. iii. 12. 

6ih Scholar. — " Forbearing one another, and forgiving one an- 
other, if any man have a quarrel against any ; even as Christ 
forgave you, so also do ye." — Col. iii. 14. 

VII.— Singing. 

What a friend we have in Jesus, 

All our sins and griefs to bear; 
What a privilege to carry 

Everything to God in prayer. 
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, 

Oh, what needless pain we bear- 
All because we do not carry 

Everything to God in prayer. 

Have we trials and temptations? 

Is there trouble anywhere? 
We should never be discouraged, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 
Can we find a Friend so faithful, 

Who will all our sorrows share? 
Jesus knows our every weakness, 

Take it to the Lord in prayer. 

Are we weak and heavy laden, 
Cumbered with a load of care? 

Precious Saviour, still our refuge — 
Take it to the Lord in prayer. 



14 BEWARE OF STRONG DRINK. 

Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? 

Take it to the Lord in prayer; 
In His arms He'll take and shield thee, 

Thou wilt find a solace there. 

7th Scholar.— " Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye 
which are spiritual, restore such a one in the spirit of meekness ; 
considering thyself, lest thou also he tempted." — Gal. vi. 1. 

8th Scholar.—" Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfill 
the law of Christ." — Gal. vi. 1. 

VHI. — Remarks by Pastor. 

Hymn (sung by choir and congregation) : 

" Jesus, lover of my soul, 

Let me to Thy bosom fly," etc 

IX— Benediction. 

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I. Singing. 

II. Prayer. 
HI. Singing: 

" OUR PRAYER IN SONG." 
Tune — Ortonville. 

Great God, thy presence we implore 

While we together meet ; 
With reverence would we humbly bow 

Before thy gracious seat. 

Let truth and temperance prevail 

Throughout our favored land, 
And may a numerous host come forth 

To join our growing band. 

TV. Scripture Reading : Dan. i. 8-16. 

V. Singing : " Dare to be a Daniel." (" Gospel Songs," 

p. 53.) 

VI. Total Abstinence as practised by Bible Cha- 
racters.* 



• It will be necessary to drill the school on this exercise, that the answers 
may be thoroughly memorized. 

3 



4 THE CUP OF DEATH. 

Superintendent. Who first took a temperance pledge ? 

School. Samson's mother. Judges xiii. 13, 14. 

Supt. What other celebrated persons mentioned in the 
Bible abstained from the use of wine ? 

Sch. Samson, Samuel, Daniel, and John the Baptist. 

Supt. What religious orders mentioned in the Old Testa- 
ment abstained from the use of wine ? 

Seh. The Nazarites and Eechabites. Num. vi. . 2-4 < 
Jer. xxsv. 18, 19. 

Supt. Who was the founder of the Eechabites ? 

Sch. Jonadab, the son of Eechab. Jeremiah xxxv. 18. 

Supt. When pots full of wine were set before the Eecha- 
bites in Jerusalem, and they were requested to drink 
thereof, what did they answer? 

Sch. They said, " We will drink no wine : for Jonadab the 
son of Eechab our father, commanded us, saying, Ye shall 
drink no wine, neither ye nor your sons for ever." Jer. 
xxxv. 6. 

Supt. What blessing was pronounced upon them by the 
prophet Jeremiah for their fidelity to their vows ? 

Seh. Thus saith the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel, 
.... Jonadab the son of Eechab shall not want a man to 
stand before me tor ever. 

Supt. How were they to " stand before the Lord " ? 

Sch. They were to minister before the Lord in the temple 
service. 

Supt What can you say of St. Paul's advice to Timothy 
to drink no longer water, but use a little wine for his 
stomach's sake and his often infirmities ? 1 Tim. v. 
23. 

Sch. He recommended the use of " a little wine," not as 
a beverage, but as a medicine. 

Supt. What example of total abstinence practised by a 
whole nation is recorded in the Scriptures ? 

Sch. The whole nation of Israel drank " neither wine 
nor strong drink" during their forty years' wanderings in 
the wilderness. Deut. xxix. 6. 

Supt. What should be the practice of the Christian 
Church f 

Sch. " Dearly beloved, I beseech you as strangers and 
pilgrims, abstain from fleshly lusts, winch war against the 
soul." 



THE CUP OF DEATH. 

TO. Singing: 

THE STAR OF TEMPERANCE. 

Tune — " Greenville." 

Rise and shine through every nation, 

thou temperance star divine ! 
Bless, oh ! bless the whole creation ; 

Enter every heart and mind. 
Rouse the drinkers ! 

Teach them to be wise in time. 

Guided by the great Jehovah, 
Strengthened by his mighty hand, 

Even drunkards are made sober ; 
See them travel through the land ; 

They shall prosper, 
Joined in one teetotal band. 

Who will come and join our standard ? 

Help to pull the strongholds down J ? 
Temperance men ! unite, come forward, 

Then the triumph is your own ; 
Endless victory 

Will your useful labors crown ! 

VTII. Recitation (by a boy) : 

WHAT ALCOHOL WILL DO. 

" It may seem strange, but it is nevertheless true, that 
alcohol, regularly applied to a thrifty farmer's stomach, will 
remove the boards from the fence, let cattle into his crops, 
kill his fruit-trees, mortgage his farm, and sow his fields 
with wild oats and thistles. It will take the paint off his 
building, break the glass out of the windows and fill them 
with rags. It will take the gloss from his clothes and the 
polish from his manners, subdue his reason, arouse his pas- 
sions, bring sorrow and disgrace upon his family, and topple 
him into a drunkard's o-rave. It will do this to the artisan 



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and the capitalist, the matron and the maiden, as well aa 
to the farmer ; for, in its deadly enmity to the human race, 
alcohol is no respecter of persons." — The Temperance 
Worker. 



IX. The Kumseller at the Centennial. 

Superintendent. Imagine a rumseller at the Centennial 
making a speech in this style : 

Eecitation by a young man (looking down as if upon 
a drunkard) : 

" This thing you see here, ladies and gentlemen, is the 
product of American skill and industry. He was once a 
man — may say, gentleman. He stood erect, moved with 
jubilant feet, had a countenance beaming with intelligence, 
a mind of vast power, and a character without reproach. 
He was a loving child, a loyal husband, a splendid citizen, 
before he came into my laboratory. I have worked him 
over. I touched his clear eyes with crimson, and made his 
nose as red and irregular as a lump of coral. I embroi- 
dered his cheeks with rum-buds and brandy-blossoms. I 
cracked his voice and crooked Ins form. I stained his cha- 
racter and shattered his mind. Look, ladies and gentlemen, 
at this miracle of mechanism. A fit of delirium tremens 
is coming on. See the artistic contortions of his face. His 
form seems like the embodiment of a guilty conscience. 
Every vein is a viper, eveiy artery is an adder, each hair is 
a scorpion. His blood is like liquid fire. No matter what 
a man's religious belief is, he believes in hell when he has 
the delirium tremens. He sees the devils then. Don't go 
too near him, dear friends. A lighted cigar in contact with 
his breath might result in spontaneous combustion. You 
ask me why I do this kind of work. Because it pays. I 
do it according to law. Men go to the legislature to pro- 
tect me in my licensed trade. It does not require much 
brains nor much money to do this work. Why, ladies and 
gentlemen, you can see plenty of specimens of my work, 
and of the work of men in my calling, in the poor-houses 
and prisons and mad-houses all over the land." 



THE CUP OF DEATH. 7 

X. Recitation (by a group of young boys) : 

WHO KILLED TOM ROPER ? 

Is* boy. Who killed Tom Roper ? 
2d boy. Not I, said New Cider, 
I couldn't kill a spider ; 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
3d boy. Not I, said Strong Ale. 

I make men tough and hale ; 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
4th boy. Not I, said Lager Beer, 

I don't intoxicate. D'ye hear ? (cross.) 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
5th boy. Not I, said Bourbon Whisky, 

I make sick folks spry and frisky j 
The doctors say so ; don't they know 
What quickens blood that runs too slow ? 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
6th boy Not I, said sp arkling old Champagne, 
No poor man e'er by me was slain ; 
I cheer the rich in lordly halls 
And scorn the place where the drunkard falls j 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
7th boy. Not we, said various other wines j 

What ! juice of grapes, product of vines, 
Kill a man ? No, never ! 
We didn't kill Tom Roper. 
Sth boy. Not I, said Holland Gin, 

To charge such a crime to me is a sin 5 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
9th boy. Nor I, spoke up Brandy strong, 

He grew too poor to buy me long j 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 
10th boy. Not I, said Medford Rum, 

He was almost gone before I come ; 
I didn't kill Tom Roper. 

All. Ha ! ha ! laughed old Prince Alcohol, 

Each struck the blow that made him fall j 
And all that helped to make him toper 
My agents were, to kill Tom Roper. 



b THE CUP OF DEATH. 

XL Singing: "Dare to do right." (" Ripples of Song," 
p. 52.) 

XII. Solomon's Temperance Principles. 

Superintendent. What does Solomon say in regard to 
total abstinence J ? 

Recitation : 

Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging; and whoso- 
ever is deceived thereby is not wise. He that loveth plea- 
sure shall be a poor man : he that loveth wine and oil shall 
not be rich. Be not among wine-bibbers, among riotous 
eaters of flesh ; for the drunkard and the glutton shall come 
to poverty : and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. 
Who hath woe f who hath sorrow H who hath contentions ? 
who hath babblings ? who hath wounds without cause ? who 
hath redness of eyes ? They that tarry long at the wine j 
they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the 
wine when it is red, when it giveth Iris color in the cup, 
when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a 
serpent, and stingeth like an adder. 

XIII. Isaiah's Temperance Principles. 

Superintendent. And what does Isaiah say for the cause 
of temperance *? 

Recitation : 

Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that 
they may follow strong drink, that continue till night, till 
wine inflame them. 

But they also have erred through wine, and through 
strong drink are out of the way ; the priest and the prophet 
have "erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of 
wine, they are out of the way through strong drink j they 
err in vision, they stumble in judgment. 

They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink 
shall be bitter to them that drink it. 

Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men 
of strength to mingle strong drink, which justify the wicked 
for reward, and take away the righteousness of die righteous 



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from him. Therefore, as the fire devoureth the stubble, 
and the flame consumeth the chaff, so their root shall be as 
rottenness, and their blossom shall go up as dust j because 
they have cast away the law of the Lord of Hosts, and de- 
spised the word of the Holy One of Israel. 

Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as 
snow j though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool. 

Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous 
man his thoughts ; and let him return unto the Lord, and 
he will have mercy upon him ; and to our God, for he will 
abundantly pardon. 

I hav& blotted out, as a thick cloud, thy transgressions, 
and as a cloud thy sins : return unto me, for I have re- 
deemed thee. 



XIV. Singing: 

Time — Webb. 

Lift high the temperance banner ! 

Ay, proudly let it wave, 
To save the poor inebriate 

From a degraded grave. 
Then, Christian, at your station, 

To quell the raging storm j 
Let hearts and hands united 

Strive for a glad reform. 

Come, join the noble army, 

Enlist now for the fight ; 
Maintain our nation's honor, 

Firm stand ye for the right. 
Promote the cause of temperance 

To assist poor fallen man j 
Put on the glorious armor, 

Be foremost in the van. 

XV. Christ's Temperance Warnings. 

Superintendent. What warnings does Christ utter against 
intemperance ? 



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Recitation : 



Take heed to yourselves, lest at any time your hearts be 
overcharged with surfeiting, and drunkenness, and cares of 
this life, and so that day come upon you unawares. 

But and if that evil servant shall say in his heart, My 
Lord delayeth his coming ; and shall begin to smite his 
fellow-servants, and to eat and drink with the drunken, 
the Lord of that servant shall come in a day when he 
looketh not for him, and in an horn- that he is not aware of, 
and shall cut him asunder, and appoint him his portion 
with the hypocrites : there shall be weeping and gnashing 
of teeth. 

XVI. Paul's Temperance Platform. 

Superintendent. And what was Paul's temperance plat- 
form ? 

Eecitation : 

Be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess ; but be filled 
with the Spirit. 

Let us walk honestly as in the day, not in rioting and 
drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in 
strife and envying. 

Of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in 
time past, that they which do such things shall not inherit 
the kingdom of God. 

Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the 
kingdom of God ? Be not deceived ; neither fornicators, 
nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers 
of themselves with mankind, nor thieves, nor covetous, nor 
drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the 
kingdom of God. 



XVII. Singing: 

Til n e — Boylston. 

Mourn for the thousands slain, 
The youthful and the strong ; 

Mourn for the wine -cup's fearful reign 
And the deluded throng. 



THE CUP OF DEATH. 11 

Mourn for the tarnished gem ) 

For reason's light divine, 
Quenched from the soul's bright diadem, 

Where God had bid it shine. 



Mourn for the ruined soul — 

Eternal life and light 
Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl, 

And turned to hopeless night. 



Mourn for the lost — but call, 
Call to the strong, the free ; 

House them to shun that dreadful fall, 
And to the refuge flee. 



Mourn for the lost — but pray, 
Pray to our God above, 

To break the fell destroyer's sway, 
And show his saving love. 



XVIII. Eecitation (by little boy or girl) : 

There used to be a class of people who lived on the coast 
of England, called " wreckers." In the dark, stormy 
nights many richly laden ships were dashed to pieces upon 
the rocks, and these wreckers would seize as much of the 
goods as they could for their own, and, selling them for a 
large price, they often became quite wealthy. 

Now, it is a terrible thing to wreck ships and destroy 
human lives ; but it is much more terrible to wreck human 
souls. Are there any soul-wreckers *? Yes, an infidel is 
one, I hope we shall not grow up infidels. A rumseller is 
another wrecker. By the poison he sells to many a human 
being with brilliant talents, he destroys both body and soul. 
Maybe some of these soul-wrecking rumsellers would listen, 
if the Sabbath- school children would ask them to please not 
sell any more intoxicating drinks. 



12 THE CUP OF DEATH. 

XIX. Kecitation: 

THE SOCIAL QUICKSAND.* 

" It sometimes happens on certain coasts of Brittany ot 
Scotland that a man, traveller or fisherman, walking on 
the beach at low tide far from the bank, suddenly notices 
that for "several minutes he has been walking with some 
difficulty. The strand beneath his feet is like pitch ; his 
soles stick to it ; it is sand no longer — it is glue. 

" The beach is perfectly dry, but at every step he takes as 
soon as he lifts his foot the print which it leaves fills with 
water. The eye, however, has noticed no change j the 
immense strand is smooth and tranquil ; all the sand has the 
same appearance ; nothing distinguishes the surface which 
is solid from that which is no longer so ; the joyous little 
cloud of sand-fleas continue to leap tumultuously over the 
wayfarer's feet. The man pursues his way, goes forward, 
inclines to the land, endeavors to get nearer the upland. 
He is not anxious. Anxious about what ? Only he feels 
somehow as if the weight of his feet increases with every 
step he takes. Suddenly he sinks in. 

" He sinks in two or three inches. Decidedly he is not on 
the right road ; he stops to take his bearings. All at once 
he looks at his feet. His feet have disappeared. The sand 
covers them. He draws his feet out of the sand $ he will 
retrace his steps ; he turns back ; he sinks in deeper. The 
sand comes up to his ankles -, he pulls himself out and throws 
himself to the left ; the sand is half -leg deep. He throws 
himself to the right ; the sand comes up to his shins. Then 
he recognizes with unspeakable terror that he is caught in 
the quicksand, and that he has beneath him the fearful me- 
dium in which man can no more walk than the fish can 
swim. He throws off his load, if he has one, lightens him- 
self like a ship in- distress ; it is already too late : the sand 
is above his knees. He calls, he waves his hat or his hand- 
kerchief j the sand gains on him more and more. If the 
beach is deserted, if the land is too far off, if there is no 
help in sight, it is all over. 

" He is condemned to that appalling burial, long, infallible, 
implacable, impossible to slacken or to hasten, which 

* Should be spoken by a person of great dramatic power. The first parts in 
quotation are from Victor Hugo. 



THE CUP OF DEATH. 13 

endures for hours, which will not end, which seizes you 
erect, free and in full health, which draws you by the feet, 
which at every effort that you attempt, at every shout you 
utter, drags you a little deeper, sinking you slowly into the 
earth while you look upou the horizon, the trees, the green 
fields, the smoke of the villages on the plains, the sails of 
the ships upon the sea, the birds flying and singing, the 
sunshine and the sky. The victim attempts to sit down, 
to lie down, to creep ; every movement he makes inters 
him -, he straightens up, he sinks in -, he feels that he is 
being swallowed up. He howls, implores, cries to the 
clouds, despairs. 

" Behold him waist-deep in the sand. The sand reaches his 
breast ; he is now only a bust. He raises his arms, utters 
furious groans, clutches the beach with his nails, would hold 
by that straw, leans upon his elbows to pull himself out of 
frenziedly ; the sand rises. The sand 



reaches his shoulders ; the sand reaches his neck ; the face 
alone is visible now. The mouth cries, the sand fills it; 
silence. The eyes still gaze, the sand shuts them ; night. 
Now the forehead decreases, a little hair flutters above the 
sand j a hand comes to the surface of the beach, moves and 
shakes, and disappears. It is the earth drowning man. 
The earth filled with the ocean becomes a trap. It pre- 
sents itself like a plain and opens like a wave." 

You have doubtless noticed during this description the 
striking analogy between the quicksand and intemperance. 

The young man indulges in his social glass joyously, 
merrily, until at length he feels a little of the power of ap- 
petite ; but he is not anxious. His strong will can keep it 
in check, and he goes on with his indulgences without a 
thought of fear. Songs are merry about him, laughter is 
loud and frequent ; he is in no danger of crossing the invi- 
sible line between moderation and drunkenness. And yet 
somehow his feet become unsteady, and his nerves tremble 
strangely. Suddenly he wakes from his dream of security 
to find that last night he lost control of himself and became 
the laughing-stock of the street. He makes resolutions of 
reform; he will give up his drinks. Then he finds that the 
dregs of the social glass form a quicksand that holds his 
feet with a terrible power. 

With agony he realizes the power of a quenchless thirst. 
He takes the pledge, entreats the aid of friends, resolves to 



14 THE CUP OE DEATH. 

amend j falls, resolves again ; again lie yields to temptation. 
Then if Faith, Hope, and Charity do not lead him to Christ, 
and " hope all things " for him, even against hope, and for- 
give all his failures, and deliver him from evil, he will die 
in despair. 

And what a death is that which the quicksand of rum 
gives to victims ! — fires of hell devouring him slowly with- 
in ; terrible visions surrounding him without. 

" He howls, implores, cries to the clouds, despairs." 

The path which he entered seemed bright to him, but the 
end thereof is the way of death. 

Amid smiles and songs " his feet took hold on hell." 

Are not some of our young men unconsciously crossing 
the line between safety and death ? 

Bid them beware the quicksand that looks so enticing, 
but hides a grave ! " Let him that thinketh he standeth, 
take heed lest he fall." 

Are there not some who begin to realize that appetite is 
getting powerful within them, and who are struggling with 
if? 

Let us help them, in the name of Grod ; encamp round 
about them with our charity, and answer their prayer, 
" Lead us not into temptation," by closing the dens of the 
tempter. 

And let us, who are of the day, be sober, putting on the 
breastplate of faith and love j and for a helmet, the hope 
of salvation. 

XX. Singing: 

Time — Zion. 
Eound the temperance standard rally, 

All the friends of human kind ; 
Snatch the devotees of folly, 

Wretched, perishing, and blind ; 
Kindly tell them 
How they comfort now may find. 

Bear the blissful tidings onward, 

Bear them all the world around ; 
Let the myriads thronging downward 

Hear the sweet and blissful sound, 
And obeying, 
In the paths of peace be found. 



THE CUP OF DEATH. 15 

XXI. Eecitation: 

COME, SIGN THE PLEDGE. 

Young man, why will von not sign the pledge, . 

And stand with the true and the brave f 
How dare you lean over the dangerous ledge 

Above the inebriate's grave ? 
There's death in the draught that you jovially sip — 

Ten thousands its poison has slain ! 
Oh ! touch not the mad'ning cup to your lip, 

'Twill ruin both spirit and brain ! 
Come, sign the pledge. 

Young woman, why will you not sign the pledge ? 

Ay, pledging your love and your name 
Will be to your brother or lover a hedge 

Of roses to keep him from shame. 
No other can guard the wayward so well, 

And lead him in paths that are true ; 
None other, perhaps, can sever the spell 

That binds him to danger, but you. 
Come, sign the pledge. 

Fond mother, unless you, too, sign the pledge 

Your prayers may be offered in vain j 
They may not avert cold Sorrow's keen edge 

That threatens your bosom with pain. 
But give your example to strengthen the "boy 

Who has strayed from your side so long ; 
It may be the means which you should employ 

To win him from danger and wrong. 
Come, sign the pledge. 

Old man, why will you not sign the pledge, 

And your terrible appetite leave ? 
Your palsied hand, in entering this wedge, 

May work for your soul a reprieve. 
'Tis never too late, old father, to mend — 

You've only to try, and you can ; 
As you've but the end of your life to spend, 

Oh ! spend it a temperate man ! 
Come, sign the pledge. 



16 THE CUP OF DEATH. 

Yes, let us all sign the temperance pledge ; 

Then banded together we'll stand, 
And swing to the right and the left the sledge 

Whose blows shall awaken the land ! 
Till boyhood, beginning to tamper with Kum, 

And the youth just feeling his chain, 
With the drunkard that lies in the gutter, shall come 

To join our victorious train. 

Then come, sign the pledge. 

— G. H. Barnes. 



XXII. A Pledge read aloud, and then copies of it on 
cards circulated quickly through the audience, one to each 
pew, with pencil, or audience pledged by hands uplifted. 



XXIII. Singing: 



Tune — Park Street. 

We praise Thee that a noble throng 
Of souls redeemed are with us now, 

Who cease to sing the drunkard's song 
And at the throne of mercy bow. 



Still give us grace, Almighty King, 
Unwavering at our posts to stand, 
Till, grateful, to thy shrine we bring 
The tribute of a ransomed land- 



XXIV. Prayer and Benediction. 



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The Fpts Thereof. 



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BY THOS. R. THOMPSON. 




WATER. 



" Wherefore 
by their fruits 
ye shall know 

them." 
Matt. vii. 20. 



RUM. 



NEW YORK: 
National Temperance Society and Publication House, 

58 BEADE STKEET. 



Copyright, 

J. N. STEARNS, Publishing Agent, 

1878. 



Edward O. Jenkins' Print, 20 North William Street, New York. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 



I. — Singing (by the congregation.) 
II.— Reading (Matt, vii., 15-20, by the Superintend- 
ent). 
III. — Prater (by the Pastor). 
IV. — Singing (by the children. Gospel Hymns No. 2 

" What shall the Harvest be?") 
V.— Concert Exercise. 

Note. — Arrange over the center of the platform the title, 
" The Fruits Thereof," and on the one side the word " Water" 
and on the other side the word " Rum," as in the accompanying 
diagram. 

Superintendent. — The girls will recite the fruits of 
water, the boys the fruits of rum. 

Qirls in concert. — I am pale, but I am pure, 

Cool and clear and bright, 
And the sunbeams dance with pleas- 
ure 
In my crystal light. 

Boys in concert. — I am not so very pure, 
I am not so bright ; 
But the bubbles upward sparkle 
"When I see the light. 

Qirls. — God designed me for a blessing; 
I obeyed His call, 
And I now bestow my favor 
Equally on all. 

(3) 



\ THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

Boys. — If iny fruits are always evil, 
I must be so too; 
But, before you judge, I'll show them 
Openly to you. 

Girls.^-I in hills and vales am planted, 
And the fruits I grow 
I will freely unto all men 
For their guidance show. 

Boys. — I create a strong desire, 
Hard to overcome, 
Budding out in wine and cider, 
Blossoming in rum. 

Girls. — I in cool, refreshing showers 
Follow after dearth; 
Giving life to vegetation, 
Watering the earth. 

Boys. — I arouse the evil passions, 
Hidden or suppressed ; 
Drive the knife the murderer handles 
In his victim's breast. 

Girls. — When the bright warm sun is shining 
On a Summer's day, 
I the thirst of man and cattle 
Cheerfully allay. 

Boys. — Those who quaff my flowing measures 
Drink to drink again ; 
I demand it of the thousands 
Over whom I reign. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

Oirls. — Those who seek the cup I offer 
Drink and are made glad ; 
In my depths there lurks no poison — 
Nothing foul or bad. 

Boys. — Pain I give instead of pleasure, 
And an aching brain 
I bestow on those who love me; 
Some I drive insane. 

Oirls. — I in light and snowy crystals 
Clothe the earth in white, 
And in dew-drops dance and sparkle 
In the morning light. 

Boys. — I have dragged the great and noble 
From the height of fame, 
And rejoiced to see them lying 
Drunken in their shame. 

Girls. — I have only scattered pleasure, 
With a willing hand 
Blessing every son of labor 
Toiling in the land. 

Boys. — I increase the rate of taxes, 
I oppress the poor, 
And on hosts of helpless paupers 
Close the pcor- house door. 

Girls. — I delight in truth and temp'rance, 
And in all things good; 
Water benefits the system, 
Mixes with the blood. 



© THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

Boys. — I impair the health, and scatter 
Foul disease and crime ; 
Send to death a host of mortals 
Long before their prime. 

Girls. — I make glad the whole creation — 
Valley, hill, and plain ; 
All the earth I freely water 
With refreshing rain. 

Boys. — I destroy the finer feelings 
Of the human breast ; 
Lull the tender voice of conscience 
Hopelessly to rest. 

Girls. — I am free from fermentation, 

Free from drugs, from harm; 
And to those who freely use me 
I ne'er cause alarm. 

Boys. — I can boast of many mixtures — 
I intoxicate, 
And increase the list of murders 
Yearly in the State. 

Gfirls. — I am called a liquid treasure, 
Cool, and bright, and clear; 
Far excelling all vile liquors, 
Such as rum and beer. 

All in concert. — We will drink what Grod provided 
For the great and small : 
Water bright, and clear and crystal, 
Is the drink for all. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 7 

VI.— Singing. 

VII.— THE FRUITS OF THE FLESH AND OF 
THE SPIRIT. 
Superintendent.— Why are we commanded to walk 
in the Spirit ? 

Children in concert. — "Walk in the Spirit, and ye 
shall not fulfill the lusts of the flesh." 

Supt. — What are the works of the flesh ? 

First voice. — "The works of the flesh are manifest: 
adultery, fornication, uncleanness, lasciviousness." 

Second voice. — "Idolatry, witchcraft, hatred, vari- 
ance, emulations, wrath, strife, seditions, heresies." 

Third voice. — "Envyings, murders, drunkenness, 
revilings, and such like ; they which do such things 
shall not inherit the kingdom of Grod." 

Supt. — What are the fruits of the Spirit ? 

Fourth voice. — " The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, 
peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith." 

Fifth voice. — "Meekness, temperance : against such 
there is no law." 

Sixth voice. — "Let us not be desirous of vainglory, 
provoking one another, envying one another." 

All in concert. — Send Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, 
Our steps to guide 
Safely thro' life's thorny way 
To Thy precious side. 

VIII. Recitation. 

THE FRUITS OF RUM. 
Superintendent. — We will recite some of the fruits 
resulting from the sale of rum. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

Four boys will arise. 

First boy. — Fruits of the traffic in rum are these: 
Second boy. — Poverty, crime, and foul disease; 

Third boy. — Revelings, drunkenness and strife ; 
Fourth boy. — Loss of estate and loss of life ; 

First boy. — Loss of companions kind and dear; 
Second boy. — Headaches and pains, the fruits of 
beer; 

Third toy. — Loss of employment, sad disgrace ; 
Fourth boy. — Blotches and pimples on the face; 

First boy. — Brains that are softening day by day; 
Second boy. — Health that is fleeing fast away; 

Third boy. — Bruises and wounds most hard to bear; 
Fourth boy. — Ruin and death and blank despair; 

First boy. — Hopes that are crushed and vows un- 
paid; 
Second boy. — Husbands in paupers' coffins laid; 

Third boy. — Desolate homes, cheerless and bare; 
Fourth boy. — Women and children starving there ; 

First boy. — Tears and distress and lack of clothes; 
Second boy. — Fighting and swearing and other woes 

Third boy. — Such are the fruits we daily see. 
Fourth boy. — O, what a pity such things should be \ 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 9 

IX. SnraiNa. 

MESSENGER AND INQUIRERS. 

Note.— This is performed by six or more children, who walk 
to the front of the platform, and with their backs toward the 
audience, ask in concert the following. After the first inquiry 
is made, the Messenger (who should have a clear voice) arises 
from the platform to reply, and remains standing till the close. 

Inquirers. — Tell us, for we fain would know 
If the luscious fruits which grow 

Are not for our use ? 
Did not He whose sun doth shine, 
Make for us both corn and wine ? 

Messenger.— Yes, without our feeble aid, 

God, the earth's Creator, made 
Corn and wine. 

Inq.— Why should we His gifts refuse ? 
Made He not the wine to use ? 
Did not He on us below 
All His bounteous gifts bestow ? 

Mess. — We in no wise should refuse 

What the Lord would have us use ; 
What is right and what is good, 
God has given us for food, 
And prepared for all, I think, 
Water, and not wine, for drink. 

Inq. — That we cheerfully allow, 

But would have you tell us how 

We could properly refuse 

That which God would have us use ? 



IO THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

Mess. — Think you 'tis your Maker's will 
That His creatures should distill, 
For the sake of transient gain, 
Poison to destroy the brain ? 
Think you He delights to see 
Drunkenness and misery ? 
Half the ills poor mortals know, 
From the fatal wine-cup flow. 

Inq. — It was used in ancient days, 

And the Scriptures sound its praise : 
Making glad the downcast heart, 
It performs a noble part. 
When the matchless Son of Grod 
On this earth, a pilgrim, trod, 
Turned He not by power divine 
Water into ruby wine? 

Mess. — Yes; but have you never read 
What Isaiah bravely said ? 
Wine and strong drink led astray 
Priests and prophets in his day. 
Christ, who ne'er did aught amiss, 
Never made such wine as this ; 
Such in nature is not found 
Under or above the ground. 

Inq. — Pray, the difference explain: 
Can a blessing prove a bane? 
Wine which maketh glad the heart 
Must fulfill a noble part. 
We would have it understood : 
Wine was sent to do us good. 
You declare to us to-day 
Wine is bad, and leads astray; 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. II 

We the truth would now receive, 
If we know what to believe. 

Mess. — In the Scriptures you will find 

Mentioned wines of either kind — 
One which doth in clusters grow, 
Blessing all who dwell below : 
Perfect, pure, luscious, sweet, 
Ripened by the Summer's heat ; 
Nature's wines of Bible days, 
These the Scriptures always praise. 

But the Scriptures likewise say, 
That the other leads astray; 
In its depths a sting doth lurk — 
Fermentation does the work; 
And it leads as much astray 
Now, as in Isaiah's day. 

Inq. — Now, " The truth has made us free," 
And the point we plainly see : 
Unfermented wines were made 
By the Lord without our aid; 
These are blessed and do us good, 
Serving us for drink and food ; 
Wines fermented do us harm — 
Cause us anguish and alarm; 
Blessings rest upon the first, 
But the other God has cursed. 

XI. — DIALOGUE (for two or more boys and girls). 
UNMANLY HABITS. 

Boys in concert. — Is it manly to smoke? 

(Hrls in concert— No, no ! 

You have only to look 
At the thousands who took 



12 THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

To the weed in their youth, 
To discover the truth, 

Boys in con. — Is it manly to drink? 

Girls in con. — O, no! 

For it leads, ere you think, 
Unto ruin's wide brink; 
And then over your name 
Casts the shadow of shame. 

Boys in con. — Is it manly to swear? 

Girls in con. — Nay, nay! 

You had better beware — 
Evil words prove a snare ; 
They're debasing and low, 
As we very well know. 

Boys in con.— -It neither is manly 

To smoke, drink, or swear; 
Of habits like these 
It is best to beware. 

XII.— Shging. 
XHL— Recitation (for an older scholar). 

THE POWER OF CHRIST TO SAVE. 

The meeting-house was crowded — many stood — 

And numbers asked for prayer; 
And all acknowledged it was really good 

To be found waiting there. 
Old men whose heads were white, arose and told 

How God from place to place 
Had led, in pastures green, the faithful fold 

Who trusted in His grace. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 13 

And hopeful youth, with bright and sparkling eye, 

Delighted there to tell 
How Jesus in temptation's hour was nigh, 

And had done all things well. 
'Twas sweet indeed to catch the words which came 

From quiv'ring lips that day; 
To hear them lisp the blessed Saviour's name, 

Who bore their sins away. 

The minister arose from prayer; said he, 

" The time to close is nigh, 
But all who hear my voice to-day, are free 

To further testify. 
A pause ensued — and then a man arose — 

A stranger tall and gray ; 
Said he : "I could not let this meeting close 

Without a word to-day. 

" Just five and forty years ago, I stood 
Beside my mother's bed ; 
A woman gentle, patient, kind, and good ; 

These are the words she said : 
' My son, I soon shall pass away to rest ; 

So promise, e'er I go, 
To serve the Lord — it is my last request ; 
Good-bye, my boy, my Joe ! ' 

" I then was twelve years old ; at seventeen 

I left my father's roof ; 
And soon a greater scapegrace ne'er was seen — 

I heeded not reproof, 
But learned to love the drunkard's cup ; in it 

I strove to find relief, 
And tried to drown therein all thought and care: 

My happiness was brief. 



14 THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

"My wife was taken by her Mends away ; 

I sold all that I had, 
And lay through many a bright and lovely day 

With foul delirium mad. 
Thus by degrees I very quickly fell ; 

An object was for scorn ; 
My home the cold and cheerless prison cell, 

Where oft Iv'e slept till morn. 

But He who doeth all things well 

I shall forever praise, 
And for a good and praying wife 

Give thanks thro' all my days. 
One night, controlling for awhile my brain, 

The promise I had made 
Came vividly before my mind again — 

'Twas then I sought God's aid. 

"Upon my knees, in vain I tried to pray, 

While from me burst a groan ; 
That night my sins were washed by Christ away, 

Who doth for all atone ; 
And by His grace, I from that hour have stood, 

Snatched, as it were, from death — 
A guilty sinner cleansed by Jesus' blood, 

I'll praise Him while I've breath. 

XIV. Recitation (by a little boy). 
OUR DUTY. 

Pray listen to what I am going to say, 

And when I have done, I'll get out of the way ; 

I'm not very big, but I'll do what I can 

To amuse and instruct every woman and man. 



THE FRUITS THEREOF. 15 

I think it's our duty to do as we're told — 

To succor the needy, be kind to the old, 

To willingly mind all our parents may say. 

And strive to be useful and good every day ; 

To shun naughty boys, who tell lies and deceive— 

The statements of such you can never believe. 

'Tis better, by far, to be honest and true, 

To side with the right, tho' in numbers but few; 

And shun all bad habits, they prove a sad curse, 

Oft leading to others a thousand times worse. 

Be courteous, be kind, and forgiving of wrong ; 

And ready to help a weak brother along. 

Shun liquors, which 'rouse the worst passions within, 

And ask God for grace that will keep you from sin. 

Don't drink even cider, much more wine and beer— 

From wicked companions at all times keep clear. 

I hope you'll excuse me for speaking so long; 

We want you to help us, we shun what is wrong. 

Kind words we would always endeavor to use, 

Tobacco and drink, of course, we refuse. 

And, girls, let me whisper a word in your ear: 

Don't marry a man who loves spirits or beer ; 

And now I have said nearly all that I can, 

I'll bid you adieu like a good little man. 



XV. Recitation. 

THE TREE AND ITS FRUITS. 

Fruits of gin, and wine and whisky, 
Show themselves by day ; 

And at night in wretched hovels 
Slowly crawl away. 



l6 THE FRUITS THEREOF. 

In the jail and in the gutter, 

Ragged and unclean ; 
Drunken, helpless, and degraded, 

Fruits of rum are seen. 

In the fearful lack of business, 

In the dearth of trade, 
"We but see the desolation 

Licensed rum has made. 

When the tree itself is evil, 

How can it but bear 
Fruits which lead from sin and ruin, 

Down into despair ? 

XVI. SlNGDfG. 

CLOSING ODE. 

[Tune— " Sicilian Hymn. "] 

Gracious Lord, we raise our voices 

Full of thankfulness to Thee ; 
May each heart that now rejoices, 

Evermore Thy temple be. 
Grant us Thy divine protection ; 

Bless us, Father, e'er we part ; 
Perfect us with Thy perfection, 

Make us one with Thee in heart. 



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WHO HATH WOE? 



I. — Singing by Choir. Temperance Anthem. 
II.— Reading in Concert. (Ps. I.) 
III. — Prayer. 
IV.— Singing. "Do the right, never fear." — Pure 

Gold, page 138. 
V. — Recitation : 

THE POOR MAN AND THE FIEND. 
A fiend once met an humble man 

At night, in the cold, dark street, 
And led him into a palace fair, 

Where music circled sweet : 
And light and warmth cheered the wanderer's 
heart, 

From frost and darkness screened, 
Till his brain grew mad beneath the joy, 

And he worshiped before the fiend. 

Ah! well if he ne'er had knelt to that fiend, 

For a taskmaster grim was he ; 
And he said, " One-half of thy life on earth 

I enjoin thee to yield to me; 
And when, from rising till set of sun, 

Thou hast toiled in the heat or snow, 
Let thy gains on mine altar an offering be;" 

And the poor man never said " No! " 

The poor man had health, more dear than gold, 

Stout bone, and muscle strong, 
That neither faint nor weary grew, 

To toil the June day long; 



WHO HATH WOE? 

A.nd the fiend, his god, cried hoarse and loud, 
" Thy strength thou must forego, 

Or thou no worshiper art of mine:" 
And the poor man ne'er said "No! " 

Three children blest the poor man's home — 

Stray angels dropped on earth — 
The fiend beheld their sweet blue eyes, 

And he laughed in fearful mirth : 
''Bring forth thy little ones," quoth he, 

" My godhead wills it so! 
I want an evening sacrifice:" 

And the poor man ne'er said " No! " 

A young wife sat by the poor man's fire, 

Who, since she blushed a bride, 
Had gilded his sorrow, and brightened his joys, 

His guardian, friend, and guide. 
Foul fall the fiend! he gave command, 

" Come, mix the cup of woe, 
Bid thy young wife drain it to the dregs:" 

And the poor man ne'er said " No! " 

O, misery now for this poor man ! 

O, deepest of misery ! 
Next the fiend his godlike reason took, 

And among the beasts fed he ; 
And when the sentinel mind was gone, 

He pilfered his soul also ; 
And — marvel of marvels! — he murmured not; 

The poor man ne'er said " No ! " 

Now, men and matrons in your prime, 

Children and grandsires old, 
Come listen, with soul as well as ear, 

This saying whilst I unfold; 



4 WHO HATH WOE? 

O, listen ! till your brain whirls round, 

And your heart is sick to think, 
That in our own fair land all this befell, 

And the name of the fiend was — Drink! 

Eev. Mr. M'CLELLAisr. 

VI. — Senging : "Which way are you going?" — 

Pure Gold, page 132. 
VII.— Recitation : 

"WHO HATH WOE?" 

Note.— This may be recited by five girls and five boys. Let 
each have a letter of the above question, and be so seated that 
they shall follow each other in proper order. The letters may 
be made of stiff card-board, and covered with red cambric. A 
white banner, with black border, should stand on the platform 
on which to place the letters. When the recitation is called for, 
let the girl having the first letter take her place on the platform 
and recite the first verse of the poem ; then placing her letter on 
the banner, stand aside, and the boy having the second letter 
comes forward, recites the second verse of the poem, and stands 
on the opposite side. When the letters have all been placed on 
the banner let the scholars, still remaining on the platform, recito 
in concert the Scripture verses which follow the poem. 

First Girl. — Who knoweth sorrow, want, and woe, 
And griefs no other heart may know? 
The drunkard. 

First Boy. — Who driven by crime's dark hanfl, dotb 
roam, 
An alien from the joys of home t 
The drunkard. 

Second Girl. — Who with loud oaths doth madly call 
The curse of heaven on him to fall ? 
The drunkard. 



WHO HATH WOE? 5 

Second Boy. — "Who with deep hate doth coldly spurn 
The faithful hearts which to him turn ? 
The drunkard. 

Third Girl. — Who heeds not sad Affection's cry 

O'er blighted hopes, and ruin nigh? 
The drunkard. 

Third Boy. — Who soweth tares 'mong life's fair grain 
And reaps their fruit of endless pain ? 
The drunkard. 

Fourth Girl.— Who sees life's brightest hopes depart, 
Leaving an empty, sin-curs'd heart? 
The drunkard. 

Fourth Boy. — Who scorn eth Eight? Who loveth 
Wrong t 
Cfuided by Pleasure's siren-song ? 
The drunkard. 

Fifth Girl. — Who by Sin's cruel scourge is driv'n, 
An outcast vile, in earth or heav'n ? 
The drunkard. 

Fifth Boy. — Who through Eternity's long years, 

Shall weep repentant, fruitless tears ? 
The drunkard. J. E. T>. 

All together. — "Who hath woe ? Who hath sorrow ? 
Who hath contentions ? Who hath 
babbling ? Who hath wounds without 
cause? Who hath redness of eyes? 
They that tarry long at the wine. At 
the last it biteth like a serpent, and 
stingeth like an adder. 

Prov. xxiii. 29-32. 



6 WHO HATH WOE? 

VIII. — Singing by Choir: "Able to deliver,'' from 
Welcome Songs. 
IX. — Glass Recitation: 

THE DOOM OF THE DRUNKARD. 

1. Woe unto them that rise up early in the morn- 
ing, that they may follow strong drink; that con- 
tinue until night till wine inflame them. 

2. The harp and the viol, the tabret and pipe, are 
in their feasts. — Is. v. 11, 12. 

3. Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, 
and men of strength to mingle stiong drink; which 
justify the wicked for reward. — Is. v. 22, 23. 

4. Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of 
Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, 
which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that 
are overcome with wine. 

5. The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, 
shall be trodden under feet. — Is. xxviii. 1, 3. 

X. — Recitation by a Young Man: 

' What wreck so shocking to behold as the wreck 
of a dissolute man; the vigor of life exhausted, and 
yet the first steps in an honorable career not taken; 
in himself a lazar-house of disease : dead, but, by a 
heathenish custom of society, not buried! Rogues 
have had the initial letter of their title burnt into 
the palms of their hands. Even for murder -Cain was 
only branded on the forehead; but over the whole 
person of the debauchee or the inebriate the signa- 
tures of infamy are written. How nature brands him 
with stigma and opprobrium ! How she hangs labels 
all over him to testify her disgust at his existence, 
and to admonish others to beware of his example ! 



WHO HATH WOE? 7 

How she loosens all his joints, sends tremors along 
his muscles, and bends forward his frame, as if to 
bring him on all fours with kindred brutes, or to de- 
grade him to the reptiles crawling! How she disfig- 
ures his countenance, as if intent upon obliterating 
all traces of her own image, so that she may sweai 
she never made him ! How she pours rheum over 
his eyes, sends foul spirits to inhabit his breath, and 
shrieks as with a trumpet, from every pore of his 
body, 'Behold a beast!'" 

XI.— Singing: " There is a fountain filled with 

blood.'' — Gospel Songs, page 26. 
XII. — Recitation : 

THE TRUE LADDIE. 
Here's a laddie, bright and fair, 
And his heart is free from care ; 
Will he ever, do you think, 
Learn to smoke, and chew, and drink ? 
Make a furnace of his throat, 
And a chimney of his nose, 
In his pocket not a groat, 
Elbows out and ragged toes ? 

Here's a laddie, full of glee, 

And his step is light and free ; 

Will he ever, do you think, 

Mad with thirst, and crazed with drink, 

Stagger wildly down the street, 

Wallow in the mire and sleet ; 

Hug the lamp-post, and declare 

Snakes are writhing in his hair ? 

Not an ill this laddie knows, 
And his breath is like the rose; 



8 WHO HATH WOE ? 

Will ho ever, do you think, 
Poisoned by the cursed drink, 
Fever burning in his veins, 
Soul and body racked with pains, 
Sink into a drunkard's grave, 
Few to pity — none to save? 

No ; this laddie, honor bright, 

Swears to love the true and right ; 

Keep his body pure and sweet, 

For an angel's dwelling meet; 

Never, never will he sup 

Horrors from the drunkard's cup ; 

Never in the "flowing bowl " 

Will he drown his angel-soul. 

Julia M. Thayer. 
XIII. — Singkeng: "Dare to be a Daniel." — Gospel 

Songs, page 53. 
XIV. — Class Concert Recitation: 
GOD'S COMMANDS AGAINST DRUNKENNESS. 

1. Be not drunk with wine wherein is excess. — 
Eph. v. 18. 

2. Be not among winebibbers. — Prov. xxiii. 20. 

3. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, 
when it giveth his color in the cup, when it moveth 
itself aright. — Prov. xxviii. 31. 

4. My son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou 
not.— Prov. i. 10. 

XV. — Recitation by Little Children in Con- 
cert: 

TOUCH IT NOT. 

Touch the goblet no more ; 
It will make the heart sore 
To its very core ! 






WHO HATH WOE? 



9 



Its perfume is the breath 

Of the Angel of Death, 

And the light that within it lies 

Is the flash of his evil eyes. 

Beware! O, beware! 

For sickness, sorrow, and care 

All are there ! Longfellow. 

XVI. — Singing: "Take the name of Jesus with 

you." — Pure Gold, page 13. 
XVII. — Class Recitation: 

THE EVILS OF DRINK. 

1. Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging. — 
Prov. xx. 1. 

2. At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth 
like an adder. — Prov. xxiii. 32. 

3. The drunkard and the glutton shall come to 
poverty. — Prov. xxiii. 21. 

4. Strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink 
it. — Is. xxiv. 9. 

5. He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man ; he 
that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich. — Prov. 
xxi. 17. 

XVIII.— Recitation by a Young Lady-. 

GO, FEEL WHAT I HAVE FELT. 
Go, feel what I have felt, 

Go, bear what I have borne; 
Sink 'neath a blow a father dealt, 
And the cold, proud world's scorn. 
Thus struggle on from year to year, 
Thy sole relief the scalding tear. 

Go, weep as I have wept 
O'er a loved father's fall; 






IO WHO HATH WOE? 

See every cherished promise swept, 
Youth's sweetness turned to gall; 
Hope's faded flowers strewed all the way 
That led me up to woman's day. 

Go, kneel as I have knelt : 

Implore, beseech, and pray; 
Strive the besotted heart to melt, 
The downward course to stay; 
Be cast with bitter curse aside — 
Thy prayers burlesqued, thy tears defied. 

Go, stand where I have stood, 

And see the strong man bow; 
With gnashing teeth, lips bathed in blood 
And cold and livid brow; 
Go, catch his wandering glance, and see 
There mirrored his soul's misery. 

Go, hear what I have heard — 

The sobs of sad despair, 
As memory's feeling fount hath stirred, 
And its revealings there 
Have told him what he might have been, 
Had he the drunkard's fate foreseen. 

Go to my mother's side, 
And her crushed spirit cheer; 

Thine own deep anguish hide, 
Wipe from her cheek the tear; 

Mark her dimmed eye, her furrowed brow, 
The gray that streaks her dark hair now, 
The toil-worn frame, the trembling limb, 
And trace the ruin back to him 
Whose plighted faith in early youth 
Promised eternal love and truth ; 



WHO HATH WOE? II 

But who, forsworn, hath yielded up 

This promise to the deadly cup, 

And led her down from love and light, 

From all that made her pathway bright, 

And chained her there, 'mid want and striie, 

That lowly thing — a drunkard's wife ! 

And stamped on childhood's brow, so mild, 

That withering blight — a drunkard's child! 

Go, hear, and see, and feel, and know, 

All that my soul hath felt and known ; 
Then look within the wine-cup's glow, 
See if its brightness can atone. 
Think if its flavor you would try, 
If all proclaimed — 'Tis drink and die! 

Tell me I hate the bowl — 

Hate is a feeble word ; 
I loathe, abhor, my very soul 

By strong disgust is stirred 
Whene'er I see, or hear, or tell 

Of the DARK BEVERAGE OF HELIi! 

XIX. — Singing: "Rescue the perishing."— Pure 

Gold, page 129. 
XX.— Class Recitation: 

NO DRUNKARD IN HEAVEN. 

1. Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not in- 
herit the kingdom of God? 

2. Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor 
revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom 
of God.— 1 Cor. vi. 9. 

3. And there shall in no wise enter into it anything 
that deflleth, neither whatsoever worketh abomina- 
tion, or maketh a lie. — Rev. xxi. 27. 



12 WHO HATH WOE? 

4. Be not deceived ; God is not mocked; for what- 
soever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. — Gal. 
vi. 7. 
XXI. — Recitation : 

NO DRUNKARDS THERE. 

There is a beautiful land, we are told, 

With rivers of silver and streets of gold ; 

Bright are the beings whose shining feet 

Wander along each quiet street ; 

Sweet is the music that fills the air, — 

But no drunkards are there. 

No garrets are there, where the weary wait, 
Where the room is cold and the hours are late; 
No pale-faced wife, with looks of fear, 
Listens for steps she dreads to hear. 
The hearts are free from pain and care — 
No drunkards are there. 

All the long day in that beautiful land, 
The clear waters ripple o'er beds of sand; 
And down on the edge of the water's brink, 
Those white-robed beings wander, nor shrink, 
Nor fear the power of the tempter's snare, 
For no wine is there. 

XXII.— Singing: "What shall the harvest be?"— 

Gospel Songs, page 122. 
XXIII.— Class Recitation: 

THE LIQUOR-SELLER'S PERIL. 

1. Woe unto him that giveth his neighbor drink. 
— Hab. ii. 15. 

2. Woe unto the world because of offences, but 
woe to that man by whom the offence cometh. — Matt. 
xxviii. 7. 



WHO HATH WOE? 13 

3. — Whoso diggeth a pit shall fall therein. — Prov 
xxvi. 29. 

4. The wages of sin is death. — Rom. vi. 23. 
XXIY. — Recitation : 

THE LAW I'D MAKE. 

1. Were I one of the honored few 

In halls of legislation, 
I'd cause my name with praise to ring 

Throughout this mighty nation, 
By making one grand Temperance law, 

To help my erring brother ; 
it should be this, and nothing more, 

"No man shall treat another," 

2. For treating is, in my belief, 

The root of half the evil; 
The agency that helps transform 

The man into the devil ; 
And were this growing practice stopped, 

So much in vogue already, 
Just nine times out of ten, our friend 

Would come home straight and steady. 

3. In anything he undertakes, 

If he should be defeated, 
He stands the treat ; but if he wins 

Then he in turn is treated. 
And thus it is, the whole world through 

All schemes, both sure and risky, 
Must end at last in one grand goal, 

A glass of ale or whisky. 

4. Again I say, were I but placed 

In halls of legislation, 
I'd make the wisest Temperance law 
Made since the world's creation; 



14 WHO HATH WOE? 

Its influence should be felt by all, 
Blest by each wife and mother, 

Embodied in these few short words, 
" No man shall treat another." 

MRS. SOPHIA P. SNOW. 

XXV. — Singing: "Yield not to temptation." — 

Gospel Songs, page 12. 
XXYI. — Recitation, or Reading : 

Intemperance numbers among its victims not only 
the weak, the vicious, and the debased, but also 
many of the mightiest and best of the land. Listen 
to the warning which comes to us from England's 
gifted and genial-hearted Charles Lamb, as from th e 
sore anguish of a stricken heart he cries out: " The 
waters have gone over me, but out of its black 
depths, could I be heard, I would call out to those 
who have set a foot in the perilous flood. Could the 
youth to whom the flavor of the first wine is delicious 
as the opening scenes of life, or the entering upon 
some newly-discovered Paradise, look into my deso- 
lation, and be made to understand what a dreary 
thing it is when he shall feel himself going down a 
precipice, with open eyes and a passive will; to see 
his destruction, and have no power to stop it, and 
yet feel it all the way emanating from himself; to 
feel that all virtue has left him ; to bear about the 
piteous spectacle of his own ruin, it were enough to 
make him dash the sparkling beverage to the earth 
in all the pride of its mantling temptation." 
XXVII. — Recitation : 

SONG OF THE DRUNKARD. 
A figure all dirty and ragged 
Sat on a ricketv chair. 



WHO HATH WOE? 1$ 

As it rocked itself to and fro : 

'Twas the picture of woe and despair. 

It rocked, rocked, rocked 
Itself on the chair to and fro, 

And sang aloud, in a doleful strain, 
This song of grief and woe. 

Drink! drink! drink! 

And destroy the vigor of youth ; 
Drink! drink! drink! 

And blight all virtue and truth ; 
Better, far better 'twould be 

With the savage and heathen to dwell, 
Than with swillers of brandy, beer, and wine, 

And sink in the drunkard's hell. 

Oh, talk not of Hell or Death! 

I fear not that phantom of bone; 
His terrible shape but seems to me 

A likeness of my own. 
My life's but a living death ; 

Alas ! I must reap what I've sown ! 
Oh, let me drink of the drunkard's cup! — 

In hell I must wear his crown. 

Drink! drink! drink! 

The appetite never flags ; 
What are its wages? Beds of straw — 

Want, penury, and rags; 
A roofless house — a naked floor; 

No chairs nor tables are there ; — 
A house that's a picture of woe and want, 

With walls all blank and bare. 

Ye never can drown the voice 

Of conscience, if you try, 
By all the rum ever yet distilled ; 

Nor make God's truth a lie. 
Oh, for an hour of youth! 

Ere to drink I did begin ; 
When I loved religion, virtue, and truth, 

And hated crime and sin. 



1 6 WHO HATH WOE? 

Oh, moderate drinker, beware! 

The snare of the mocker fly ! 
Quick dash the poison chalice down, 

Ere the drunkard's death you die. 
My fate is already sealed ; 

Repentance comes too late; 
Once there was time, but now, alas! 

Tears can not blot my fate. 

Thus the inebriate sang, 

And rocked on his chair to and fro ; 
Would that all could have heard him sing, 

And the poison cup forego ! 
He gave a shriek when his song was done, 

And starting up with dread — 
Back! Back! ye fiends! he wildly cried, 

Then fell — his spirit had fled. 

Oh, temperate drinker, beware! 

He that is dead, we know, 
Once felt as safe, and spoke as loud 

'Gainst intemperance as you. 
And yet — died, mad with drink. 

Oh, who may his doom foretell; — 
God give us power to banish rum, 

And save all from the drunkard's hell. 

XXVTEL— Singing: 

TEMPERANCE RALLYING SONG. 
Tune — Wesley. 
Soldiers of Temperance, the warfare is raging, 
Fierce grows the battle, and bolder the foe; 
Haste to the rescue, and bravely engaging 
Strike the foul demon, Intemperance, low. 

See how his victims by thousands are falling, 
Lured by the tempter, and blinded by sin; 

Hear the sad voices which ever are calling, 
Hasten to help them the victory to win. 

Rouse for the conflict, O soldiers, undaunted, 

Nor longer let ours be a drink-enslaved land; 
Soon may the spoiler, so proud and so vaunted, 
Flee in dismay from our conquering band. 
£XIX.— Prayer. J. E. D. 

XXX.— Benediction. 



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DEATH 




CEIME 



CRUELTY 



DISGRACE 



POVERTY 



DRUNKENNESS 



TIPPLING 



SELF-LOVE 



INNOCENCE 



PEACE 



CHARITY 



HONOR 



INDUSTRY 



PIETY 



ABSTINENCE 



SELF-DENIAL 



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1876. 



The Two "Ways. 



Note. — Prepare four standards and seventeen shorter 
pieces for bars, as in accompanying diagram. Standards to 
be trimmed with evergreen on the front, and hooks at regular 
distances on the back side, upon which to place the bars. 
Mottoes to be printed on cardboard and tacked on the bars. 
Circular motto, to be trimmed with evergreen, having handles 
which fit into grooves on back side of standards, and held in 
position by buttons. 

FIRST. 

Two little boys place the bar "Innocence" at a repeat in 
concert : 
" Suffer the little children to come unto me, and foioid them 
not : for of such is the kingdom of God. And he took them 
up in his arms, put his hands upon them, and blessed them. ,, 
— Mass. x. 14, 16. 

ft Two tender lambs, with untried feet, 

Out in the fields in early morn, 

Trying to climb the mountain steep 

Where often older feet are torn. 

' Two ways for little feet to tread — 
The one leads on to want and woe ; 
The other, by the Shepherd led, 
To pastures green shall surely go." 

Sing together : " Little hearts and little minds" ("Bright 
Jewels," page 11). 

SECOND. 

Two lads place the bars " Self -Love" and " Self -Denial" in 
their respective standards, and speak their parts, beginning 
with " Se/f-Love," the first speaker remaining on the plat- 
form until both have spoken. Speakers who follow proceed 
in same manner. 

SELF-LOVE. 
" Rejoice, young man, in thy youth ; and let thy heart 
cheer thee in the days of thy youth, and walk in the ways of 

3 



THE TWO WATS. 



thine heart, and in the sight of thine eyes : but know tnou, 
that for all these things God will bring thee into judgment." 
— Eccles. xi. 9. 

" Life is the ocean, years the tide, 

That float ten thousand barks along ; 
Sins are the rocks on every side 
Where passion drives a current strong. 

" Pleasure, that looks so bright and fair, 
Is like the shallows, set with sands ; 
And many a wreck, forlorn and bare, 
Lies high and dry upon those strands." 

SELF-DENIAL. 

"For the grace of God that bringeth salvation hath ap- 
peared to all men, teaching us that, denying ungodliness and 
worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously,, and godly, in 
this present world." — Titus ii. 11, 12. 

" Even a child is known by his doings, whether his work be 
pure, and whether it be right." — Prov. xx. 11. 

" Strait is the way, the door is strait, 
That lead to joys on high ; 
'Tis but a few that find the gate, 
While crowds mistake and die. 

" Beloved self must be denied, 
The mind and will renewed, 
Passion suppressed and patience tried, 
Aoid vain desire subdued." 

THIRD. 

TIPPLING. 
_ " Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it 
<nveth his color in the cup, when it moveth itself aright." — 
?eov. xxiii. 31. 

" Dash the wine-cup away ! though its sparkles should be 
More bright than the gems that lie in the sea ; 
For the demon, unseen by thine eye, lurketh there 
Who would win thee to ruin, to woe, and despair." 

ABSTINENCE. 
_ " But Daniel purposed in his heart that he would not defile 
himself with the portion of the king's meat, nor with the wine 
Which he drank." — Dan. i. 8. 

" Ob ! if there is one law above the rest 
Written in wisdom — if there is a word 



THE TWO WAYS. O 

That I "would trace, as with a pen of fire, 
Upon the unwrit tablet of a child, 
'Tis ' Temperance ' — 'tis abstinence entire 
From alcoholic poison." 

RECITATION BY A YOUNG MAN. 

" Where are you going, yowng man ?" 
Where are you going so fast, young man ? 

Where are you going so fast, 
With a cup in your hand, a flush on your brow ? 
Though pleasure and mirth may accompany you now, 
It tells of a sorrow to come by and by ; 
It tells of a pang that is sealed with a sigh ; 
It tells of a shame at last, young man — ■ 

A withering shame that will last. 

Where are you going so fast, young man ? 

Where are you going so fast ? 
The flush of that wine there is only a bait. 
A curse lies beneath that you'll find when too late ; 
A serpent sleeps down in the depths of that cup ; 
A monster is there that will swallow you up ; 
A sorrow you'll find at last, young man — 

In wine there is sorrow at last. 

There's a reckoning day to come, young man — 

A reckoning day to come : 
A life yet to live, and a death yet to die, 
A sad, parting tear and a parting sigh, 
A journey to take, and a famishing heart, 
A sharp pang to feel from death's chilling dart, 
A curse, if you drink that rum, young man — 

Bitterest curse in that rum. 

FOURTH. 

DRUNKENNESS. 
" Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging : and whosoever 
is deceived thereby is not wise " — Prov. xx. 1. 

"And be not drank with wine, wherein is excess ; but be 
filled with the Spirit."— Eph. v. 18. 

" War its thousands slays ; 
Peace its ten thousands. In the embattled plain, 
Though Death exults and claps his raven wings, 
Yet reigns he not even there as absolute, 
So merciless, as in your frantic scenes 
Of midnight revel and tumultuous mirth ; 
Where, in the intoxicating draught concealed, 



O THE TWO WAYS. 

He snares the simple youth who, naught suspecting, 
Means to be blest, but finds himself undone. 

PIETY. 
" Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the 
ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the 
seat of the scornful. But his delight is in the law of the Lord ; 
and in his law doth he meditate day and night. And he shall 
be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth 
forth his fruit in his season ; his leaf also shall not wither ; 
and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper." — Ps. i. 1, 2, 8. 

" Oh ! in the morn of life, when youth 

With vital ardor glows, 
And shines in all the fairest charms 

That beauty can disclose, 
Deep in thy soul, before its powers 

Are yet by vice enslaved, 
Be thy Creator's glorious name 

A character engraved. 
True wisdom, early sought and gained, 

In age will give thee rest ; 
Oh ! then, improve the morn of life, 

To make its evening blest." 

RECITATION BY A MISS. 

How Jamie came Some. 
" Come, mother, set the kettle on, 

And put the ham and eggs to fry- 
Something to eat, and make it neat, 

To please our Jamie's mouth and eye ; 
For Jamie is our only son, you know — 
The rest have perished long ago ! 
He's coming from the wars to-night, 
And his blue eyes will sparkle bright, 
And his old smile will play right free, 
His old, loved home again to see. 

" I say for 't J 'twas a cur'us thing 

That Jamie was not maimed or killed !• 

Five were the years, with hopes and fears, 
And gloomy, hapless tidings filled ; 

And many a night, the past five years, 

We've lain within our cottage here, 

And, while the rain-storm came and went, 

We've thought of Jamie in his tent, 

And offered many a silent prayer 

That God would keep him in his care. 



THE TWO WAYS. 

" And he shall tell us of his fights, 
His marches, skirmishes, and all : 
Many a tale will make us pale 

And pity those who had to fall ; 
And many a tale of sportive style 
Will go, perhaps, to make us smile. 
And when his stories all are done, 
And when the evenings well are gone, 
We'll kneel around the hearth once more, 
And thank the Lord the war is o'er. 

" Hark ! there's a sound ! He's coming now ! 

Hark, mother ! there's the sound once more. 
Now on our feet, with smiles to greet, 

We'll meet him at the opening door. 
It is a heavy tread and tone — 
Too heavy, far, for one alone ; 
Perhaps the company extends 
To some of his old army friends ; 
And who they be, and whence they came, 
Of course we'll welcome them the same. 

" What bear ye on your shoulders, men ? 

Is it my Jamie, stark and dead ? 
What did you say ? Once more, I pray — 

I did not gather what you said. 
What ! drunk ? You tell that lie to me ? 
What ! drunk ? God ! it cannot be- 
lt cannot be my Jamie dear 
Lying in drunken slumber here ! 
It is, it is as you have said ! 
Men, lay him on yon waiting bed. 

" mother ! take the kettle off, 

And set the ham and eggs away. 

What was my crime, and when the time, 
That I should live to see this day ? 

For all the sighs I ever drew, 

And all the grief I ever knew, 

And all the tears I ever shed 

Above our children that are dead, 

And all the cares that creased my brow 

Were naught to what comes o'er me now. 

" I would to God that when the three 
We lost were hidden from our view, 
Jamie had died and by their side 
Had lain, all pure and spotless, too ! 



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I would this rain might fall above 
The grave of him we joyed to love, 
Rather than hear its coming traced 
Upon this roof he has disgraced ! 
But, mother, Addie, come this way, 
And let us kneel and humbly pray." 

Will M. Cableto*. 

FIFTH. 

POVERTY. 

" Be not among winebibbers ; among riotous eaters of flesh : 
for the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty : and 
drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags." — Prov. xxiii. 20, 21. 

" He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man : he that loveth 
wine and oil shall not be rich." — Prov. xxi 17. 

" 'Mid sorrow and sadness he's destined to roam, 
Forlorn and forsaken, deprived of his home. 
Intemp'rance hath robbed him of all that was dear — 
Of his home in the skies and his happiness here." 

INDUSTRY. 

" He becometh poor that dealeth with a slack hand : but the 
hand of the diligent maketh rich." — Peov. x. 4. 

" Seest thou a man diligent in his business ? he shall stand 
before kings ; he shall not stand before mean men." — Prov. 
xxii. 29. 

"Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do. do it with thy might ; 
for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, 
in the grave, whither thou goest." — Eccles. ix. 10. 

" By ready minds all work is planned ; 
By willing hands ?il work is wrought ; 
By loving hearts and tender words 
All grace and truth to men are taught. " 

RECITATION BY A LITTLE GIRL. 

The Little Shoes. 
Some months ago — I need not mention where — 

There was a meeting in a temperance hall, 
And many a working-man assembled there. 

Among them sat a man, well dressed and tall, 
Who listened anxiously to every word, 
Until one near spoke to him thus : 
" Come, William Turner, I have never heard 
How that you changed so much ; so tell to up 






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Why you gave up the public-house. Ah I few, 
I'm sure, can tell so strange a tale as you." 

Up rose William at the summons, 
Glanced confusedly round the hall, 

Cried, with voice of deep emotion, 
" The little shoes — they did it all ! 

" One night, on the verge of ruin, 
As I hurried from the tap, 
I beheld the landlord's baby 
Sitting in its mother's lap. 

' " ' Look, dear father,' said the mother, 
Holding forth the little feet — 
' Look, we've' got new shoes for darling ! 
Don't you think them nice and neat ? 

" Ye may judge the thing is simple — 
Disbelieve me, if you choose — 
But, my fi'iends, no fist e'er struck me 
Such a blow as those small shoes. 

" And they forced my brain to reason : 
'What right,' said I, standing there, 
' Have I to clothe another's children, 
And to let my own go bare ? ' 

"It was in the depth of winter, 

Bitter was the night, and wild ; 
And outside the flaring gin-shop 
Stood my starving wife and child. 

" Out I went, and clutched my baby, 
Saw its feet, so cold and blue — 
Fathers ! if the small shoes smote me, 
What did those poor, bare feet do ? 

u Quick I thrust them in my bosom — 
Oh ! they were so icy chill ; 
And their coldness, like a dagger, 
Pierced me — I can feel it still 

" Of money I had but a*trifle — 
Just enough to serve my stead : 
It bought shoes for little baby 
And a single loaf of bread. 

"That loaf served us all the Sunday, 
And I went to work next day. 
Since that time I've been teetotal — 
That is all I've got to say." 



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SIXTH. 
DISGRACE. 
" But they also have erred through wine, and through strong 
drink are out of the way ; the priest and the prophet have 
erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, 
they are out of the way through strong drink ; they err in 
vision, they stumble in judgment ." — Isa. xxviii. 7. * 

" Wno has filled the drunkard's grave ? 

Not alone the vile and base, 
But the noble, wise, and brave 

Crowd that gloomy dwelling-place. 
He who in the senate-hall 
Held a people in his thrall, 
Fascinating old and young 
By the music of his tongue — 
Gone, for ever gone, his might, 

Power unrivalled could not save — 
Eloquence, how has thy light 

Set within the drunkard's grave 1 " 

HONOR. 

"Both riches and honor come of thee, and thou reignest 
overall ; and in thine hand is power and might ; and in thine 
hand it is to make great, and to give strength unto all." — 
— 1 Chron. xxix. 12 

"By humility and the fear of the Lord are riches, and 
honor, and life. He that followeth after righteousness and 
mercy findeth life, righteousness, and honor." — Prov. xxii. 4 ; 
xxi. 21. 

" Though lowly seem thy life, and small 
The channel where thy labor ran, 
If filled with work for God and man, 
True honor waits the Master's call." 

RECITATION BY A YOUNG MAN. 

Licensed to Sell. 
Ye who, regardless of your country's good, 
Fill up your coffers vith the priee of blood, 
Who pour out poison with a liberal hand, 
And scatter crime and misery through the land — 
Though now rejoicing in the midst of health, 
In full possession of ill-gotten wealth, 
Yet, a few days at most, the hour must come 
When ye shall know the poison-seller's doom, 



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And shrink "beneath it ; for npon you all 

Shall man's hot curse and Heaven's vengeance fall. 

In vain ye strive, with hypocritic tongue, 

To make mankind believe ye do no wrong. 

Ye know the fruits of your unrighteous trade ; 

Ye see the awful havoc it has made ; 

Ye pour on men Disease, and Want, and Woe, 

And then tell us ye wish it were not so. 

But 'tis a truth, and that ye know full well, 

That some will drink as long as ye will sell. 

But here that old excuse yet meets us still : 

" If I don't sell the poison, others will." 

Then let them sell, and you'll be none the worse ; 

They'll have the profits, and they'll have the curse. 

Bear this in mind : You have at your command 

The power to bless or power to curse the land. 

If ye will sell, intemperance still shall roll 

Her waves of bitterness o'er many a soul ; 

Still shall the wife for her lost husband mourn, 

And sigh for days that never will return ; 

Still that unwelcome sight our eyes shall greet 

Of beggared children strolling through the street, 

And thousands, whom our labors cannot save, 

Go trembling, reeling, tottering to the grave ; 

Still loitering round your shops the livelong day, 

Will scores of idlers pass the hours away, 

And e'en the peaceful night, for rest ordained, 

Shall with their noisy revels be profaned ; 

The poisonous cup will pass, and mirth and glee 

Gild o'er the surface of their misery ; 

Uproarious laughter fill each space between 

Harsh oaths, ungodly songs, and jests obscene ; 

And there you'll stand, amid the drunken throng, 

Laugh at the jest, and glory in the song. 

Pour out your poison, till some victim dies, 
Then go and at his funeral wipe your eyes — 
Join there the mourning throng, with solemn face, 
And help to bear him to his burial-place ! 
There stands the wife, with weeping children round, 
While their fast-falling tears bedew the ground : 
From many an eye the gem of pity starts, 
And many a sigh from sympathizing hearts 
Comes laboring up, and almost chokes the breath, 
While thus they gaze upon the work of Death. 
The task concludes — the relics of the dead 
Are slowly settled to their damp, cold bed. 



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Come, now, draw near, my money-making friend — 
You saw the starting, come and see the end. 
Look now into that open grave, and say, 
Dost feel no sorrow, no remorse, to-day ? 
Does not your answering conscience loud declare 
That your cursed avarice has laid him there ? 
Now, since the earth has closed o'er his remains, 
Turn o'er your books and count your honest gains. 
How doth the account for his first week begin ? 
" September twenty-fourth, one quart of gin." 
A like amount for each succeeding day 
Tells on your book, but wears his life away. 
Saturday's charge makes out the account complete : 
" To cloth, five yards, to make a winding-sheet." 
There ! all stands fair, without mistake or flaw- 
How honest trade will thrive, upheld by law ! 

Dr. Charles Jewett, 

SEVENTH. 

CRUELTY. 

" Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of 
strength to mingle strong drink ; which justify the wicked for 
reward, and take away the righteousness of the righteous from 
him. Therefore as the fire devoureth the stubble, and the 
flames consumeth the chaff ; so their root shall be as rottenness, 
and their blossom shall go up as dust : because they have cast 
away the law of the Lord of hosts, and despised the word of 
the Holy One of Israel."— Isaiah v. 22-24. 

" The cruel wrong ' strong drink' hath wrought, 
The crime, disease, and woe, 
The hearts and homes made desolate, 
r What human mind can know ? 
Oh ! count them by the drops of rain 

That from the heavens pour, 
Or count them by each tiny grain 
Of sand upon the shore." 

CHARITY. 

" Charity suffereth long, and is kind ; charity envieth not ; 
charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave 
itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, 
thinketh no evil ; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the 
truth ; beareth all things, belie veth all things, hopeth all 
things, endu*eth all things. And now abideth faith, hope, 



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charity, these three ; but the greatest of these is charity."— 
1 Cos. xiii. 4-7, 13. 

" Happy the heart where graces reign, 
Where love inspires the breast ; 
Love is the brightest of the train, 
And strengthens all the rest. 

" This is the grace that lives and sings 
When faith and hope shall cease ; 
'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
In brightest realms of bliss." 

(Singing. ) 
EIGHTH. 
CHIME. 
" Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who hath contentions ? 
who hath babbling ? who hath wounds without cause ? who 
hath redness of eyes ? They that tarry long at the wine ; they 
that go to seek mixed wine." — Prov. xxiii. 29, 30. 

• ' Sad is the drunkard's life ! wasting in crime, 
Far from the path of life, reckless of time ; 
Tears of repentant grief chill as they start — 
Hardly a thought of grief wakes in this heart." 

PEACE. 

"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed 
on thee, because he trust eth in thee." 

" Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you : not as 
the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be 
troubled, neither let it be afraid." 

" Great peace have they which love thy law : and nothing 
shall offend them " 

" Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright : for the 
end of that man is peace." 

" Peace dwells in each pure heart 
Which puts its trust in Heaven, 
And makes its days as calm and sweet 
As a cloudless summer even." 

NINTH. 

(Should be an impressive speaker „and go out alone!) 
DEATH. 
"Envyings, murders, drunkenness, revellings, and such like s 
of the which I tell you before, as I have also told you in time 



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past, that they -which do such things shall not inherit the 
kingdom of God."— Gal. v. 21. 

All inspiration combines to give fearful and impressive 
warning. From this very inspired Word, where God declares 
that no drunkard should enter the kingdom of heaven, there 
comes a voice from the Infinite lips, saying to you and to me 
and to all, "Beware ! beware !" In that land where the 
streets are gold, and the gates are pearl, and the walls are jas- 
per and sapphire, the finger of God has written, ' ' No drunk- 
ard shall enter here." No drunkard shall sit down in the 
kingdom of heaven. I know not why it is there. It may be 
because he has voluntarily debased the image of God in which 
he was created. It may be because he has given himself up to 
the temptation which leads one away from that which is of 
good report, virtuous, and just. But, whatever may be the 
reason, from that book which never errs comes this warning to 
us: " Beware!" To you it says, "Beware!" To the mode- 
rate drinker it says, s ' Beware ! " The man you met this 
afternoon, reeling in his cups on the sidewalk, the man yon 
have seen drinking at the counter of the lowest saloon, began 
as you begin. Poorhouses and prisons say to you, " Beware ! ' 
They whose arms were nerved and whose forms were grace, 
to-day, dead from intoxication, say to yon with their gloomy 
lesson, "Beware?" Homes onee happy, now miserable, 
wives once joyous in the love of their husbands, now turned to 
hatred, while the caresses of the husband are turned to abuse, 
and competency to poverty, from the midst of their miseries 
and desolation warn you and exclaim, " Beware ! " 

Choose you, this day, whether you and yours will stand with 
us on the rock of safety, above the snares, and evil, and 
anguish, and misery, and* woe, and desolation of the tempter ; 
whether, defying the warnings that nature and inspiration 
combine to give, you will go down, down, after the first step 
(for it is always the first that costs), that easy descent, until at 
last, wretched and dishonored, having lost the respect of 
others and your own self-respect, you end a miserable life by 
a home in a tomb from which there is, if inspiration be true, 
no resurrection that shall take you to a better land. Does not 
your hope for happiness, here and hereafter, give emphasis to 
that one word, which embodies all I can say to you, which 
comes from G Dd's own lips — " Beware ! " ? 

Schuyler Colfax. 

LIFE. 

" And this is the record, that God hath given to us eternal 
life, and tins life is in his Son. He that hath the Son hath life ; 



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and h<^ that bath not the Son of God hath not life. These 
things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the 
Son of God ; that ye may know that ye have eternal life, and 
that ye may believe on the name of the Son of God." — 1 John 
v. 11-13. 

"And this is the promise that he hath promised us, even 
eternal life."— 1 John ii. 25. 

" Oh ! the bliss of life eternal ; 
Oh ! the long, unbroken rest, 
In the golden fields of pleasure, 
In the regions of the blest. 

Singing : " My heavenly home." 

Two young ladies raise the motto " Choose ye" and repeat, rd- 

sponsidely , the following : 

1st. There is a way which seemeth right unto a man ; 

2d. But the end thereof are the ways of death. 

1st. Enter ye in at the strait gate ; 

2d. For wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth 
to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat. 

1st. Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which 
Leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. 

In concert : 

" And unto this people thou shalt say, Thus saith the Lord : 
Behold, I set before you the way of life, and the way of death. 
And thine ears shall hear a word behind thee, saying, This is 
the way, walk ye in it." 

Sing : " Broad is the road that leads to death " (by congre- 
gation). 

RECITATION BY A YOUNG MAN. 

Our Warfare. 

Still the fight goes on ! The conflict is fearful ! The rum 
army destroys ; the Temperance army saves ! We have a 
desperate enemy to resist. It has millions of capital invested, - 
hundreds of thousands of men enlisted — greed and still baser 

Eassions impel them onward. There are not less than three 
undred thousand retail liquor-sellers, using every cunning 
artifice to secure customers. They are indefatigable home- 
missionaries of the rum power — they are priests in the church 
of sin. They hold protracted meetings, week after week, year 
after year, without cessation. They have hosts of recruiting 



16 THE TWO WAYS. 

agents, who compel men to come in ; they push their worfi 
with ceaseless energy. Their power over their victims is won- 
derful ; once in their grasp, escape is the exception. Step by 
step they lead to certain ruin ; and those who are most cer- 
tain of ruin are always the least alarmed. They fear no evil, 
will not believe themselves in danger, and so go blindly to 
destruction. Every victim becomes a decoy to others — the 
youth, especially, seem ambitious to be ensnared. Hence con- 
verts are easily made. Do any expect to cure this evil 
speedily ? It cannot be done. The war will be long and 
hard. The enemy has capital, greed, appetite — all the powers 
of depravity on his side. He concentrates every element of 
sin in his support ; he embodies the aggregate powers of 
Satan. We might as well face the fact, and know the worst. 
Our task is a hard one. Intemperance is a black cancer on 
the body of civilization ; it will cost a terrible struggle to re- 
move it, but it must be done. The hope of the Gospel, of 
everything good, depends upon it. If Christianity cannot 
eradicate this enemy, it will strangle Christianity. It is not 
papacy, nor infidelity, nor worldliness that we have most to 
fear ; these are not the greatest enemies to religion. Intem- 
perance is the giant foe ; it is the chief obstacle to the salvation 
of men. The great question now is, Who shall reign — Christ 
or rum ? If we are to resist sin at all, we must resist the 
liquor-traffic. If we are sent to save the lost, we must rescue 
young men from tippling habits. The whole power of the 
churches, the influence of the Sabbath-schools, the testimony 
of the pulpits, must be emphatically against every form and 
degree of indulgence of this character. We must increase our 
opposition more and more ; we should make it a leading 
point, so that social, commercial, and political action will be 
controlled by it — so that our preaching, praying, singing, 
talking, and voting will be full of it. The issue is radical, and 
requires energetic treatment. The victory of rum means re- 
turn to barbarism ; its defeat means Christian civilization. 
We must do our duty valiantly, at whatever cost. — Baptist 
Union. 






SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 



I. Singing. 
II. Prayer. 

III. Singing by the Children. 

IV. Children in Concert. 

We're met to-night to speak about 

A Temp'rance Publication, 
Containing counsel wise and good, 

Of value to the nation: 
The Holy Bible, God's own book, 

Contains in many a column 
Advice and warning, and it is 

The oldest Temp'rance volume. 
It speaks of Nature's pure wine 

In terms of admiration ; 
But warns us of the poisoned cup, 

Which brings intoxication. 
In it are punishments and woes, 

Themselves to us addressing, 
Strong drink is ever termed a curse ; 

And temperance a blessing. 
It tells of learned men and good 

Who in an evil hour 
Forgot the warnings of the Lord, 

And fell beneath its power. 
These instances we give to you 

In order, as we find them ; 
And hope that all, both old and young, 

Will study well, and mind them. 

Superintendent. What does the Bible tell us of the 
power and character of strong drink? 



4 SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 

NOTE.— The children -will arise in pairs, according: to the 
accompanying- diagram ; the one repeating- the verse, the 
other the Scripture text, the first speaker to remain stand- 
ing- until both have spoken. 

1st Girl. — It is the cause of wounds and pain, 
Of crimes too dark to mention; 
The source of sorrow deep and sore, 
Of babbling and contention. 

1st Boy. — "Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath con- 
tentions ? who hath babbling ? who hath wounds without cause ? 
who hath redness of eyes ? 

" They that tarry long at the wine, they that go to seek mixed 
"wine." — Pro verbs xxiii. 29, 30. 

2d Girl. — Look not upon the sparkling wine, 
To priests, by God forbidden, 
Beneath its bright and luring glow 
A serpent's sting is hidden. 

2d Boy. — "Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when 
it giveth his color in the cup, when it moveth itself aright ; at 
the last it biteth like a serpent and stingeth ]ike an adder." — 
Proverbs xxiii. 31, 32. 

3d Girl. — Oh, shun the treacherous, tempting wine, 
All friendship's ties 'twill sever; 
It blights the happiness of home, 
And blasts our hopes forever. 

3d Boy. — "And they have cast lots for my people; and hare 
given a boy for a harlot, and sold a girl for wine, that they might 
arink."— Joel iii. 3. 

Superintendent. Give some of the commandments and 
warnings against intemperance. 

4th Girl. — Listen to the wise man's warning, 

Ye who hold positions high ; 
Princes, statesmen, kings, and judges, 

From the tempter's presence fly. 
Would you see the nation prosper? 

Shun strong drink and sparkling wine. 
Nought will quench the thirst like water, 

Drink it always when you dine. 

Uh Boy. — "It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings 
to drink wine, nor for princes strong drink : 

" Lest they drink and forget the law, and pervert the judg- 
ment of any of the afllic ted. "—Proverbs xxxi. 4, 5. 



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&th Girl. — Are you found among wine drinkers, 

Standing daily, glass in hand? 
Then to you applies the warning 

Given in the King's command. 
Do you sip the best ' ' Imported," 

Chatting gaily with a Mend? 
Listen, then, for I would have you 

Bear in mind the drunkard's end. 

5th Boy. — "Be not among' wine bibbers, among riotous eaters 
Of flesh ; for the drunkard and the glutton shall come to pov- 
erty." — Proverbs xxiii. 20, 21. 

6th Girl. — In the night, as in the day time, 

Let your walk consistent be. 
From all drunkenness and boasting 

Christians should be ever free. 
Paul, himself, the great Apostle, 

Warned the brethren in his time, 
And his warning still is ringing 

Through all lands, in every clime. 

6th Boy. — "Let us walk honestly, as in the day; not in riot- 
ing and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not 
in strife and envying." — Eomans xiii. 13. 

7th Girl. — Watch, and ever be found faithful; 

Let your hearts be firm, and true, 
And the Master, when He cometh, 

Will with joy remember you. 
Drunkenness avoid while waiting 

For the coming of the Lord ; 
Heed the timely words of warning 

Written in the sacred Word. 

1th Boy. — "Take heed to yourselves, lest at any time your 
hearts be overcharged with surfeiting, and drunkenness, and 
cares of 1his life, and so that day come upon you unawares." — 
Luke xxi. 34. 

8th Girl.- -Set, through life, a bright example ; 
Sober live, and sober die. 
Love the Lord, and not the bottle, 

On His grace for strength rely. 
Be not drunk with wine or spirits, 
From intoxication flee. 



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Let the Lord and His good Spirit 
Find a dwelling-place in thee. 

8th Boy. — " Be not drunk with wine wherein is excess, but bo 
filled with the spirit." — Ephesians v. 18. 

Superintendent. What does Isaiah say of the priests 
and prophets in his time? 

9th Girl— We read within God's Holy Word, 
That in Isaiah's day, 
Through wine, the priests and prophets 
erred, 
And turned from Gfod away. 
Strong drink is still a dreadful snare, 
So of its promises beware. 

QthBoy. — " But they also have erred through wine, and through 
Btrong drink are out of the way ; the priests and the prophets 
have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, 
they are out of the way through strong drink ; they err in vision, 
they stumble in judgment."— Is at ah xxviii. 7. 

Superintendent. What can you tell us of the woes 
pronounced against drunkards and drunkard 
makers ? 

10th Girl. — Awake, ye drunkards, howl and weep, 
With swollen eyes and red ; 
Your wine is gone, cut off at last, 
The prophet Joel said. 

10th Boy. — "Awake, ye drunkards, and weep ; and howl, all ye 
drinkers of wine ; for it is cut off from your mouth." — Joel i. 5. 

11th Girl. — Men of might who love strong drink, 
Stay your hand awhile and think; 
Hark! a voice is raised on high, 
Hear ye not the prophet's cry. 

11th Boy. — "Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, 
and men of strength to miogle strong drink." — Tsatatt v. 22. 

12th Girl. — Drink destroys man's finer feeling, 
Robs him of that nobler part ; 
Sends him home a drunkard reeling, 
Angry, hateful, hard at heart. 



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Those who love the drunkard's portion, 
Seek it oft at rooming light; 

Staying* late till wine inflame them, 
Far into the silent night. 

12th Boy. — "Woe unto them that rise up early in the morn- 
ing that they may follow strong drink ; that continue until night, 
till wine inflame them! "—Isaiah v. 11. 

IZth Girl. — 'Tis well when rulers of the land 

Their influence combine, 
To rescue those who give themselves 

To drunkenness and wine; 
But woe to those who feast and drink, 

And never of the nation think. 

lUh Boy.— " "Woe to thee, O land, when thy king is a child, 
and thy princes eat in the morning. Blessed art thou, O land, 
when thy king is the son of nobles, and thy princes eat in due 
season, for strength and not for drunkenness." — Ecclesiastes 
x. 16, 17. 

IWi Girl. — We read the prophet's words with awe; 

And fail to understand 
The reason why so many sell 

Strong drink on every hand. 
Who gives his neighbor wine to drink, 

Oft leads the way to ruin's brink. 

lUh Boy. — "Woe unto him that giveth his neighbor drink, 
that puttest thy bottle to him, and makest him drunken also, that 
thou mayest look on their nakedness ! ' ' — Habakkuk ii. 15. 

Superintendent. What does the prophet Jeremiah 
tell us of the Rechabites ? 

15th Girl. — The Rechabites stood firm and true, 
The proffered wine around them; 
They would not drink, for well they knew 
The sacred vow that bound them. 

15th Boy. — " Go unto the house of the Rechabites and speak 
unto them and bring ihem into the house of the Lord, into one 
of the chambers, and give them wine to drink. But they said, 
we will drink no wine ; for Jonadab, the son of Rechab our 
father, commanded us, saying, Te shall drink no wine, neither ye 
nor your sons for ever."— Jeremiah xxxv. 2, 6. 



SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 



Superintendent. What command was given to Zacha- 
rias concerning John the Baptist ? 

16th Girl. — He shall be great, the angel said, 
The -way for Christ preparing; 
Strong drink he shall in nowise use, 
Or ruby wine ensnaring. 

16th Boy. — "For he shall he great in the sight of the Lord, and 
shall drink neither wine nor strong drink." — Luke i. 15. 

Superintendent. For whom did the Lord lay down 
a pledge of total abstinence from wine and strong 
drink ? 

17th Girl. — 'Twas thus the Lord to Moses spake, 
This vow the JNazarite shall take: 
Who sets himself apart as mine, 
Shall separate himself from wine. 
Strong drink in nowise shall he use, 
And even grapes themselves refuse. 
The Nazarite shall holy be, 
While separated, thus to me. 

11th Boy. — "He shall separate himself from wine and strong 
drink, and shall drink no virjegar of wine, or vinegar of strong 
drink, neither shall he drink any liquor of grapes, nor eat moist 
grapes, or dried." — Numbers vi. 3. 

Superintendent. What does the Bible tell us of Dan- 
iel's temperance principles ? 

l%th Girl. — Brave Daniel was a Temp'rance man, 
The monarch's wine refusing. 
He prospered in a far-off land — 
Cold water only using. 

l%th Boy. — "But Daniel purposed in his heart that he would 
not defile himself with the portion of the king's meat, nor with 
the wine which he drank. "—Daniel i. 8. 

Superintendent. What is said of the drunkard's hope 
of heaven ? 

19th Girl. — The drunkard has no hope of heaven; 
The good alone go there ; 



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It is the dwelling place of those 
Who gave themselves to prayer. 

19th Boy.— "Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor 
revilers, nor extortioners shall inherit the kingdom of God." — 
Cob. vi. 10. 



V. Singing by the Children. 

TRIBUTE TO WATER. 

Tune—" The Brooklet dancing through the Glen." * 

O listen to us while we sing 

The praise of pure cold water ; 
The drink for peasant, priest, and king, 

For every son and daughter. 
Cold water forth from Eden came, 

To bless the new creation ; 
Our father Adam drank the same 

With joy and approbation. 

Strong Samson drank no sparkling wine — 

The treacherous cup refusing. 
This good example take as thine— 

Cold, water only using. 
And Samuel, the good and great, 

"We find a water-drinker ; 
We're hid intoxicants to hate, 

By every honest thinker. 

The Rechabites of old were true ; 

The proffered wine around them 
They would not drink, for well they knew 

The sacred vow that bound them. 
And we, like they, will firmly stand — 

And drain the wine-cup never. 
Intemp'rance driven from the land, 

We'll praise the Lord forever. 

VI. — Recitation by a Boy. 

A WISE MAN'S WARNING. 

Look not upon the wine when red, 
Is what a wise man wisely said ; 



* Page 10, " Temperance Chimes." or Shining Shore, Key of G. 



IO SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 

In language clear, distinct, and plain, 
Advising all men to abstain. 

For it had smitten with its sting 

The peasant, prophet, priest, and king; 

The holy men — the good and wise — 
Were fallen as a sacrifice — 

Deceived, deluded by the snare, 
Of which he bids us all beware, 

And points us to the blood-stained shrine, 
Which tells of thousands mocked by wine ; 

Then holds forth clearly to the light 
The tempter as it sparkles bright — 

Reveals it in its colors true, 

And brings its treachery to view — 

Beseeching all to shun the wine, 
The foe of statesman and divine ; 

For it is fraught with grief and pain, 
And thousands yearly it has slain. 

The joyous youth, the blushing bride, 
Have drank and cursed it ere they died. 

Oh, hearken unto Israel's king, 
And shun the wine-cup's bitter sting! 



VTI. Recitation by a (xiex. 

WATER, SPARKLING WATER. 

Water clear, and sparkling bright, 

Flowing beyond measure ; 
Dancing in the clear sunlight — 
What a glad and welcome sight 
Is the liquid treasure. 



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Water pure, refreshing, clear, 

Friend of all creation ; 
We can drink it all the year, 
Without either harm, or fear, 

To ourselves or nation. 

Water never will disgrace, 
Springing from the fountain; 

Finding for itself a place, 

Blessing all the human race, 
Dashing down the mountain. 

For the sake of ruby wine, 

It I ne'er will barter; 
But where'er I stop to dine 
Nature's beverage shall be mine — 

Water, sparkling water. 

Vm. Dialogue by two Little Girls. 
MOTHER'S TEACHING. 

First Girl. Won't you take a little wine? 
Second Girl. No, I must refuse it ; 

Mother says the safest way 
Is to never use it. 

First Girl. Why, it will not hurt you, Jane. 
Second Girl. Ah! but it is risky; 

Oft a little wine in youth 
Leads to gin and whisky. - 

First Girl. Come, 'tis foolish thus to talk, 
Put away such folly ; 
You will ne'er a drunkard be, 
Home-made wine is jolly. 

Second Girl. Yes, but those so drunken now, 
Once had a beginning; 
'Twas the wine-cup led them on, 
On, and kept them sinning. 



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IX. Recitation by a Boy. 

THE RUM-SELLING GROCER. 

Not a dollar, Mr. Grocer, do you ever get from me, 

While you keep your wines and liquors by the side 
of rice and tea; 

Not a cent for eggs and butter, though I live so very 
near — 

You are selling wines and brandies, bitters, bottled 
ale and beer; 

You are dealing out destruction, yours is not an hon- 
est trade, 

While you deal in liquid ruin, while your fellows you 
degrade. 

You may think me odd and squeamish, you may think 
it very queer, 

But I never spend a dollar with a man who deals in 
beer. 

'Neath the guise of honest business, in a strictly legal 
way, 

You are leading many thousands straight and hope- 
lessly astray: 

Yours is not the dingy grog-shop, yours is not the 
filthy den, 

Where the wretched drunkard guzzles 'midst a host 
of sottish men. 

You would scorn to sell that tippler, drunken, desti- 
tute and poor, 

Liquors by the glass or bottle, should he enter now 
your door. 

It would mar your reputation, cast a shadow o'er 
your fame; 

Render you less influential, bring a slur upon your 
name; 

Yours is deemed a higher calling, but it must not be 
forgot, 

You are selling, as a grocer, that which goes to make 
a sot. 

Yours, dear sir, the greatest error, yours the more 

deluding snare; 
You, a man of social standing, frequenting the house 

of prayer; 



SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 1 3 

Placing wines and other liquors on a footing with 

your tea; 
Truly, sir, appears appalling, and a mystery to me. 
So I tell you, Mr. Grocer, once for all, distinct and 

plain, 
Rum will ever make men drunken, if from it they 

don't abstain. 

You may be a perfect angel, yours may be the choicest 

brand 
E'er imported to the nation from some far-off foreign 

land; 
Still, the fact is ever foremost, and the truth you 

can't gainsay, 
It will make men just as drunken as that sold across 

the way; 
You may stand behind your counter, he may stand 

behind his bar, 
But, when valued by the devil, you beside him stand 

at par. 



X. Singing by the Children. 

OUR BATTLE SONG. 

Tune— "Hold the Fort." 

Gracious Father, little children 
Eaise ttie'r song on high ; 

Asking for Thy kind protection 
While the foe is nigh. 

Chorus. 

I will help you, little children. 

Hear the swift reply ; 
Wave the answer back to heaven, 

We on Thee rely. 

See the foe in might appearing, 
Daily marching near. 

Weak are we, hut Christ is mighty ; 
Nought have we to fear. 

Foul Intemp'rance soon before us 
Will forever flee, 



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We are young, but we are faithful, 
Trusting, Lord, in Thee. 

Raise, then, high our noble banner ; 

Proudly let it wave ; 
We, the helpless and the fallen, 

Now go forth to save. 



XL Recitation by a Young Man. 
THE MURDERER. 

Within a prison's gloomy cell 

A wretched culprit lay, 
Securely bound and guarded well, 

To wait the coming day. 
He raised awhile his aching head, 

His brow was marked with care, 
And in his eyes was plainly read 

The language of despair. 

His evening meal untasted lay, 
His mind was sore depressed, 

And not a single hopeful ray 
Was found within his breast. 

He lay without a single friend, 
Without a soul to cheer 

Or bid him bravely meet the end, 
so near. 

But in the anguish of his soul 

He groaned and groaned again; 
Nor could he in the least control 

The thoughts which racked his brain. 
To-morrow's sun would see him die 

A felon's awful death; 
Suspended by a rope on high, 

To gasp and choke for breath. 

Was it for such a doom, he cried, 

For such a dark abyss, 
I turned from virtue's paths aside, 

To die a death like this ? 



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Did I e'er dream when I forsook 

The straight and narrow way, 
The one which I for pleasure took 

Would lead to such a day ? 

Or did my mother ever guess 

Her little darling boy, 
Whom she would fondle, love, and bless, 

Would ever life destroy. 
Thank God, within the silent tomb 

She sleeps and can not see 
The awful sight, the wretched doom, 

Which now awaits for me. 

Did I e'er dream when first I drained 

The flowing goblet dry, 
That I should ever thus be chained, 

Or in a prison lie ? 
But now, inside this gloomy cell, 

It makes me mad. to think 
That into such a snare I fell, 

Allured, betrayed, by drink. 

Thus passed the long and silent night; 

At morn the wardens came, 
And in the gray of morning light 

Called loudly on his name. 
They paused awhile, but no reply, 

So went straight to the bed 
And there they learn 'd the reason why — 

The prisoner was dead. 



XII. Closing- Exercise. 

NOTE.— This is performed by nine little girls, who each 
hang* a letter cut from cardboard (and decorated with color 
or flowers) upon a board covered with cloth, in which nails 
have been driven just high enough for them to reach. Each 
little girl hangs up a letter, repeats a line, and stands un- 
der it until all are there, when they say, in concert, 



l6 SCRIPTURE TESTIMONY. 

GOOD NIGHT. 

First {with 6). God, Thy blessing give to-night; 
Second {with 0). On Thy name for help we cry; 
Third {with 0). On Thy grace and on Thy might, 
Fourth {with D). Daily, we for strength rely. 
Fifth {with IV). Never need we fret or fear, 
Sixth {with I). If we trust the Lord on high; 

Seventh {with Gf). God is always very near, 
Eighth {with IT). He can hear the faintest sigh; 
Ninth {with T). Then, to Him let us draw nigh. 
All. Good Night. 

Xni. Prayer and Benediction. 



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I. Singing. 
II. Prayer. 

III. Singing. 

IV. Questions and Answers. 

Superintendent. — How many kinds of wine are mentioned 
in the Scriptures ? 

School. — Two ; fermented and unfermented. 

Supt. — What is the difference between these two kinds of 
wine? 

Sch. — The one maketh the heart glad ; is the symbol of 
mercy and emblem of salvation — while the other is a mocker, 
brings woe, is a symbol of wrath, and an emblem of damna- 
tion. 

Supt. — Which of the two has the curse of God resting upon 
it? 

Sch. — The fermented. 

Supt. — Does the Bible say what wine was used by Jesus at 
the Last Supper ? 

Sch.— No. 

Supt. — What kind do you think it was ? 

Sch. — Unfermented. 

Sufit.— Why ? 

Sch. — Because it was at the time of the Feast of the Pass- 
over, when the Jews were commanded to put away all leaven, 
and they did not dare use any liquor that had passed through 
the process of fermentation. 



4 THE TWO WINES. 

Supt. — Any other reason ? 

Sch. — The word wine is not once used by any of the Evan- 
gelists in giving an account of the Last Supper. 

Supt. — What word is employed ? 

Sch. — It is always called " the fruit of the 'vine." 

Supt. — Why may we not mingle with wine-bibbers ? 

Sch. — Be not among wine-bibbers ; among riotous eaters 
of flesh : for the drunkard and the glutton shall come to pov- 
erty : and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags. — Prov. 
xxiii. 21. 

Supt. — Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who hath con- 
tentions ? who hath babbling ? whTo hath wounds without 
cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? — Prov. xxiii. 29. 

Sch. — They that tarry long at the wine ; they that go to see 
mixed wine. — Prov. xxiii. 30. 

Supt. — How can we avoid these evils ? 

Sch. — Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it 
giveth his color in the cup, when it moveth itself aright. — Prov. 
xxiii. 31. 

Supt. — What will be the result of not avoiding them ? 

Sch. — At the last it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like 
an adder. — Prov. xxiii. 32. 

Supt. — What saith the Scriptures ? 

Sch. — " Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning 
that they may follow strong drink, and continue until night till 
wine enflame them." — Isaiah v. 11. 

Supt. — What is said about those who encourage the use of 
it? 

Sch.— " Woe unto him that giveth his neighbor drink, that 
puttest thy bottle to him and makest him drunken also, that 
thou mayest look on their nakedness." — Habakkuk ii. 15. 

Supt. — What was the result ot the drunkenness of a king ? 

Sch. — "Belshazzar, the king, made a great feast to a thou- 
sand of his lords, and drank wine before the thousand. . . 
. . . In that night was Belshazzar the king of the Chal- 
deans slain." — Daniel i. 30. 

Supt. — How was a Nazarite bound with respect to wine ? 

Sch. — "When either man or woman shall separate them- 
selves to vow a vow of a Nazarite, to separate themselves 
unto the Lord ; He shall separate himself from wine and 
strong drink, and shall drink no vinegar of wine, or vinegar 
of strong drink, neither shall he drink any liquor of grapes, 
nor eat moist grapes or dried." — Numbers vi. 2-3. 



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Swpt. — What was the effect of strong drink upon the priests 
and prophets ? 

Sch. — " But the) 7 also have erred through wine, and through 
strong drink are out of the way ; the priests and the prophets 
have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of 
wine, they are out of the way through strong drink ; they err 
in vision, they stumble in judgment." — Isaiah xxviii. 7. 

Sicpt. — Give some of the warnings and commandments re- 
specting strong drink. 

Sch. — " Be not among wine-bibbers, among riotous eaters of 
flesh ; for the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty." 
— Proverbs xxiii. 20-21. " Be not drunk with wine wherein is 
excess, but be filled with the Spirit." — Ephesians v. 8. 



V. Singing : 

WE WANT RECRUITS TO-NIGHT. 
Air — " Sweetheart, good-bye." 

[If preferred, this may be recited by a boy or a girl.] 

Our minds are full, our pieces ready, 

Our hearts with hope are glowing bright, 
The pray'r is made that blessings freely 

May crown the efforts made this night. 
For ravaging our dear loved land, 

The Drink King stalks with pow'r and might, 
But here the Temp'rance standard's raised, 

We want recruits to-night. 

CHORUS — We want recruits to-night, 

But here the Temp'rance standard's raised, 
We want recruits to-night. 

Parental hopes are crushed with sorrow, 

And filial love it blights and sears ; 
Drink clothes its followers with dishonor, 

And then it triumphs o'er their fears. 



6 THE TWO WINES. 

Yet we will with this monster cope, 

Our war-cry, " God defend the right ! " 

Come, help to crush the serpent's head, 
Come, volunteer to-night. 

CHORUS — Come, help to crush, etc. 

By grace you'll triumph o'er Drink's thraldom, 

And rise to manly dignity ; 
Once more assert your birthright proudly, 

And even more than conquerors be. 
This vict'ry's now within your grasp, 

Henceforth your future's looming bright ; 
The pen, the ink, the pledge-book's here, 

Declare your vow to-night. 

CHORUS — The pen, the ink, etc. 
VI. Recitation (by a little girl) : 

"BROTHER, COME BACK!" 

[The following lines are supposed to be spoken by an orphan sister to her 
only brother, who is about to leave his home for his usual midnight haunt — the 
gin-palace.] 

Brother, you won't go out to-night ? 
See, the fire burns clear and bright ; 
Here are your slippers warmed for you, 
Your easy-chair, and foot-stool, too. 
The room is full of warmth and light ; 
Brother, do stay at home to-night. 
I'll sing the song you loved to hear, 
And if the strain call forth a tear, 
I'll sing a lively, gladsome lay 
To chase the thoughts of gloom away. 
You do not care to hear me sing ; 
Another's songs your tears can bring, 
But mine are tame, their charm has gone, 
You tell me, with a look of scorn. 
Home is not what it used to be ; 
Brother, the change is not in me. ' 
When father died you promised me 
That you would my protector be ; 



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That naught on earth should sever us, 
Then, brother, wherefore treat me thus ? 
You used to stay at home with me, 
And talk so kind and tenderly ; 
And when you spoke of days gone by 
The tears would glisten in your eye. 
Not long ago I went to view 
The spot that once was dear to you, 
The grave where both our parents lie ; 
But now that spot you seem to fly. 
Brother, do stay at home to-night ; 
And while the fire is blazing bright 
We'll talk about the happy years 
Before our eyes were dimmed with tears ; 
And while the wind is howling wild 
I'll try and dream I am a child ; 
I'll close my eyes and see once more 
The little porch beside the door, 
Where you would sit in summer time, 
And read to me some careless rhyme, 
And when the twilight shadows fell 
I'd sing the songs you loved so well. 
I see it often in my dreams ; 
The hedge-rows trim, the rippling streams, 
The little well beside the road, 
The diamond panes that brightly glowed 
At sunset, when the sky was red 
And birds were flying overhead. 
Oh, brother, if you'll stay with me . 
I'll sing the wildest melody, 
I'll tune my harp afresh, and try 
To raise my sweetest song on high. 
Brother, my brother, turn again ! 
Hark to the pattering of the rain. 
Oh, stay awhile, the rain may cease ; 
Oh, let us have a night of peace. 
Brother, my brother, pause and think 
Ere you become a slave to drink. 
Brother, there's death within the bowl- 
Death for body, mind, and soul. 
Oh, take your hand from off the door ! 
Brother, come back ! I'll say no more. 
Brother, I've nobody left but you ; 
Brother, you will not leave me, too ? 
***** 



8 THE TWO WINES. 

Was that the door ? It was. He's gone, 
And I am left once more alone. 
Brother, if you can hear, come back ! 
Brother, my brain is on the rack ; 
For our dead mother's sake came back ! 

— W. A. Eaton. 

VII. Singing: 

CHEERFULLY ! CHEERFULLY ! 

Air— " Joyfully ! Joyfully ! " 

Cheerfully, cheerfully, onward we go, 
Pledged and determined to banish the foe 
Spreading destruction and woe through the land. 
Cheerfully, cheerfully strengthen our band. 
Soon shall intemperance depart from our shore, 
Soon shall it vanish, returning no more ; 
Then, if we labor the conquest to gain, 
Cheerfully, cheerfully raise we the strain. 

Thousands engaged in the conflict before, 
Earnestly striving our land to restore, 
Greet us with rapture, while passing along, 
Cheerfully, cheerfully swelling the song. 
Glorious victors, your shouts we shall hear, 
Echoes of triumph enchanting the ear, 
Filling with comfort the desolate home, 
Cheerfully, cheerfully onward we come. 

Numbers surrounding our band may assail, 
But they shall never against us prevail, 
Bless'd be Jehovah, we march to the fight, 
Cheerfully, cheerfully with us unite. 
Bright will the morning of victory dawn, 
Drink, with its evils, forever be gone. 
Earth, like fair Eden, shall blossom again, 
Cheerfully hailing the Saviour's blest reign. 

VIII. Recitation (by a young man) : 

FROM SPEECH OF JOHN B. GOUGH. 

Our enterprise is in advance of public sentiment, and those 
who carry it on are glorious iconoclasts, who are going to 



THE TWO WINES. 9 

break down the drunken Dagon worshiped by their fathers. 
Count me over the chosen heroes of this earth, and I will show 
you men who stood alone — ay, alone, while those they toiled, 
and labored, and agonized for hurled at them contumely, scorn, 
and contempt. 

They stood alone ; they looked into the future calmly and 
with faith ; they saw the golden beam inclining to the side of 
perfect justice ; and they fought on amidst the storm of perse- 
cution. In Great Britain, they tell me when I go to see such 
a prison, " There is such a dungeon in which such a one was 
confined. Here among the ruins of an old castle we will show 
you where such a one had his ears cut off, and where another 
was murdered." Then they will show me monuments tower- 
ing up to the heavens. " There is a monument to such a one ; 
there is a monument to another." And what do I find ? That 
the one generation persecuted and howled at these men, cry- 
ing, " Crucify them ! Crucify them ! " and dancing round the 
blazing faggots that consumed them ; and the next generation 
busied itself in gathering up the scattered ashes of the martyred 
heroes, and depositing them in the golden urn of a nation's 
history. 

Oh, yes ! the men that fight for a great enterprise are the 
men that bear the brunt of the battle, and " He who seeth in 
secret " — seeth the desire of His children, their steady purpose, 
their firm self-denial — "will reward them openly," though 
they may die and see no sign of the triumph of their enter- 
prise. 

Our cause is a progressive one. I read the first constitution 
of the first temperance society formed in the State of New 
York in 1809, and one of the by-laws stated : 

" Any member of this association who shall be convicted of 
intoxication shall be fined a quarter of a dollar, except such 
act of intoxication shall take place on the Fourth of July, or 
any other regularly appointed military muster." 

We laugh at that now, but it was a serious matter in those 
days ; it was in advance of the public sentiment of the age. 

The very men who adopted that principle were persecuted. 
They were hooted and pelted through the streets ; the doois 
of their houses were blackened ; their cattle mutilated. The 
fire of persecution scorched some men so that they left the 
work. Others worked on, and God has blessed them. Some 
are living to-day ; and I should like to stand where they stand 
now, and see the mighty enterprise as it rises before them. 
They worked hard ; they lifted the first turf ; prepared the bed 



IO THE TWO WINES. 

in which to lay the comer-stone. They laid it amid persecution 
and storm. They worked under the surface ; and men almost 
forgot that there were busy hands laying the foundation far 
down beneath. By and by they got the foundation above the 
surface, and then commenced another storm of persecution. 
Now we see the superstructure — pillar after pillar, tower after 
tower, column after column, with the capitals emblazoned with 
"love, truth, sympathy, and good-will to men." Old men 
gaze upon it as it grows up before them. They will not live 
to see it completed, but they see in faith the crowning cope- 
stone set upon it. Meek-eyed women weep as it grows in 
beauty. Children strew the pathway of the workmen with 
flowers. We do not see its beauty yet, we do not see the 
magnificence of its superstructure yet, because it is in course 
of erection. 

Scaffolding, ropes, ladders, workmen ascending and de- 
scending, mar the beauty of the building ; but by and by, when 
the hosts who have labored shall come up over a thousand 
battle-fields waving with bright grain, never again to be crushed 
in the distillery ; through vineyards, under trellised vines, the 
grapes hanging in all their purple glory, never again to be 
pressed into that which can debase and degrade mankind ; 
when they shall come through orchards, under trees hanging 
thick with golden, pulpy fruit, never to be turned into that 
which can injure and debase ; when they shall come up from 
the last distillery and destroy it, to the last stream of liquid 
death, and dry it up ; to the last weeping wife, and wipe her 
tears gently away; to the last little child, and lift him up to. 
stand where God meant that man should stand ; to the last 
drunkard, and nerve him to burst the burning fetters and make 
a glorious accompaniment to the song of freedom by the clank- 
ing of his broken chains — then, ah ! then will the copestone be 
set upon it, the scaffolding will fall with a crash, and the 
building will start in its wondrous beauty before an astonished 
world. The last poor drunkard shall go into it and find a 
refuge there. Loud shouts of rejoicing shall be heard, and 
there shall be joy in heaven, when the triumphs of a great 
enterprise shall usher in the days of the triumphs of the cross 
of Christ. I believe it ; on my soul, I believe it. Will you 
help us ? That is the question. We leave it with you. Good- 
night. 



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IX. Singing : 

WE'LL NEVER BE DRUNKARDS. 

Air — " Buy a Broom." 

In the ways of true Temp 'ranee, see children delighting, 

So joyful and happy wherever we go ; 
If firm to our purpose in which we're uniting, 
We shall never be drunkards — O never ; Ono! 
O never, O never, O never, O never ; 
We shall never be drunkards — O never ; O no ! 

The first little drop of strong drink that is taken 
Is the first step to ruin, e'en children may know ; 

If the first little drop be in earnest forsaken, 
We shall never be drunkards — O never ; O no ! 

Then free from the ruin strong drink would occasion, 
We'll stand by our Temp'rance wherever we go ; . 

And if bad men should tempt, we'll resist their persuasion. 
And never be drunkards — O never ; Ono! 

X. Recitation (by a boy) : 

THE AUCTION. 

•Will you walk into the auction, for the sale is just begun, 
And bid and buy, my masters all, before the lots are done ? 
Such wond'rous curiosities were ne'er exposed to view, 
So, I pray you, pay attention, while I read the invent'ry 
through. 

LOT I. — Some dirty, dirty dishes, which have once been edg'd 

with blue, 
But, alas ! the rims are broken, and they let the water through ; 
A broken knife, a one-pronged fork, and half a wooden spoon, 
And a little ten-cent whistle, which has never play'd a tune. 

Lot II. — A crazy fiddle, without finger-board or peg, 

'Twas broken at the Fox and Goose, when Scraper broke his 

leg; 
The fiddle-bag and fiddle-stick are with it, I declare, 
But the one is full of moth-holes, and the other has no hair. 



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Lot III. — An old oak table, which has once been neat and 

small, 
But, having lost a pair of legs, it rests against the wall ; 
The top is split, the drawers are gone, its leaves have dropp'd 

away, 
And it has not felt the weight of food for six months and a 

day. 

Lot IV. — The shadow of a chair, whose back and seat are 

fled- 
The latter Jenny burn'd, because the former broke her head ; 
And now they've tied its crazy joints with cords of hemper 

string, 
And it creaks when it is sat upon, just like a living thing ! 



Lot V. — A tress of barley-straw, and two small pokes of 

chaff, 
Which have served for bed and pillows just five years and i 

half; 
Two sheets of home-spun matting, of the very coarsest grain 
And a piece of ragged carpeting, which was the counterpane 



Lot VI. — A corner cupboard, with the things contained 

therein, 
A spoutless teapot and a cup — both well-perfumed with gin \ 
A broken bottle and a glass, a pipe without a head, 
And a dirty, empty meal-bag, where two mice are lying dead. 

Lot VII. — One old bottle-neck, bedaubed with grease sc 
thick, 

Which form'd, when they'd a candle, a convenient candle 
stick ; 

Also, an old tin-kettle, without handle or a spout, 

And a pan, of which a neighbor's child has drumm'd the bot- 
tom out. 

Lot VIII.— A het'rogeneous heap of bits of odds and ends, 
Which you may purchase very cheap as presents for youi 

friends ; 
Also some locomotive rags, which move with perfect ease, 
Like the little coach we read of that was drawn by little fleas 



THE TWO WINES. 1 3 

Come, walk into the auction, for my catalogue is thro', 

Yet I have just one word to say before I bid adieu ; 

These lots are all produced by Drink — which you'll do well to 

shun, 
Before your health and substance, too, are going, going — gone. 

XI. Recitation (by a boy) : 

THE LITTLE PROPS. 

The little props which uphold the giant, Intemperance, are 
those persons who take only their pint or quart a day — those 
persons who flatter themselves with the idea that they are pos- 
sessed of too much good sense to drink to intoxication. These 
are the little props which uphold the breweries and distilleries 
of our land ; these are the men who pay their ten cents per 
day towards upholding the manufactories of crime, unhappy 
homes, paupers, rags, starving wives and children ; depraved 
minds, ruined constitutions, drunken pastors, fathers, and sons. 
These are the men to whom wine is a mocker ; these are they 
who tell us that total abstinence is a good thing for the drunk- 
ard, but not for them. Little do they think that already the 
bias of their nature is stronger than the determination of their 
will. These are the respectable members out of which the 
ranks of the drunkard are filled. Let us, as members of the 
temperance cause, do all in our power to remove these little 
props, for, each one removed, will make the giant less secure, 
and soon he shall fall like Dagon before the ark of God. 

XII. — Singing : 



THERE IS A HAPPY TIME. 

There is a happy time, not far away, 

When Temp'rance truth shall shine bright, bright as day ; 
O, then we'll sweetly sing, make the hills and valleys ring, 
Earth shall her tribute bring — God speed the day. 

Come, join the Temp'rance band — come, come away ; 
Why will ye doubting stand ? why still delay ? 
O, we shall happy be, when we're from Intemp'rance free; 
Haste ! from the danger flee ! haste, haste away ! 



14 THE TWO WINES. 

Pledge to this glorious Cause — pledge, pledge to-day ; 
Bow not to fashion's laws — break, break away ! 
O, conquer while you can — be an independent man ; 
Sign the teetotal plan — sign, sign to-day. 

Haste, then, the happy time, not far away, 
When Temp'rance truth shall shine bright, bright as day ; 
O, then we'll sweetly sing, make the hills and valleys ring, 
Earth shall her tribute bring — God speed the day. 

XIII. Recitation (by a girl or boy) : 

DRUNK IN THE STREET. 

Drunk in the street ! 

A woman arrested to-day in the city ! 

Comely and young, the paper said— 

Scarcely twenty, the item read ; 

A woman and wife — kind angels pity ! 

Drunk in the street ! 

Drunk in the street ! 
Yes ! crazy with liquor ! her brain on fire ! 

Reeling, plunging, and stagg'ring along — 
Singing a strain of a childish song — 
At last she stumbles and falls in the mire, 
Drunk in the street ! 

Drunk in the street ! 
What news to send the dear ones at home, 

Who're wond'ring what has detained so long 
The wife and the mother — yet thinks no wrong ; 
The day is waning — night has come — 
Drunk in the street ! 

Drunk in the street ! 
Drag her away to a station bed ! 

Helpless, senseless, take her away ; 
Shut her up from the light of day ; 
Would for the sake of her friends she were dead ! 
Drunk in the street ! 

Draw nigh and look ! 
On a couch of straw in a station cell 
Is lying a form of matchless mold ! 



THE TWO WINES. 1 5 

With her hair dishevelled — so pale and cold — 
Yet tainting the air with the fumes of hell ! 
Draw nigh and look ! 

How sad the sight ! 
The sunlight streaming across the floor, 
It rouses the sleeper to life again ; 
But oh ! the anguish, the grief, the pain ! 
As thoughts of the shame come crowding o'er — 
How sad the sight ! 

But hark ! a sound ! 
The bolt flies back ; she is told to rise ; 

Her friends are waiting to take her home. 
They know it all, yet in love they come, 
But with speechless lips and tearless eyes — 
The lost one's found ! 

Let's reason now : 
Suppose 'twas your mother, your sister, your wife, 
Who'd stained her soul with liquid fire — 
Who'd laid her womanhood in the mire — 
Who'd barter'd away her bright young life — 
Who'd fallen low. 

And then, again, 
Suppose the fiends you've licensed to sell 
Had sought to ruin a much-loved son, 
Esteemed and honored by every one, 
And were dragging him down to a drunkard's hell 
With might and main ! 

Would you keep still ? 
Is it nothing to you that such things be ? 

You who have little ones soon to be men 
And women, to take your place — what then ? 
Is it nothing to you if they're bond or free ? 
Have you no will ? 

Work night and day ! 
Nail up the bars where liquor is sold ! 

Free your town from its load of death ! 
Add no more to the ghastly wreath 
Of widows and orphans whose knell you've tolled ! 
Work, fight, and pray. 



l6 THE TWO WINES. 

The end will come ! 
God help and strengthen us day by day, 
And nerve us all for the coming strife ! 
Our foes are strong — they struggle for life- 



But God is stronger than they 
The end will come. 



—Dr. E. Wicks. 



XIV. Recitation (by a boy) : 

NATURE'S WINE. 

Nature's wine grows in the cluster, 
In the vineyards rich and high, 

Where the warm sun, full of lustre, 
Shines from out the azure sky. 

Nature's wine is unfermented, 
Cased in skins of richest hue ; 

By the great Creator scented, 
Nourished by the sun and dew. 

Nature's wine is found suspending 
From the boughs of stately trees ; 

Rich with juicy produce bending, 
Gently wafted by the breeze. 

Nature's wine, by simply pressing, 
Yields a rich, delicious store, 

Unto all unfolds a blessing 
None have reason to deplore. 

XV. Singing: 

CLOSING ODE. 
Tune—" Sicilian Hymn." 

Heavenly Father, give Thy blessing, 

While we now this meeting end ; 
On our minds each truth impressing, 

That may to Thy glory tend. 
Save from all intoxication, 

From its fountain may we flee ; 
When assailed by strong temptation, 

Put our trust alone in Thee. 



THE CONTRAST : 

A 



SUNDAY-SCHOOLS, REFORM CLUBS, TEMPERANCE 
ORGANIZATIONS, ETC. 

BY THOS. R. THOMPSON. 



I.— Singing. 

II. — Prayer by the Pastor. 
III. — Singing by the Children. 
IY. — Concert Exercise — The Contrast. 

Twelve girls will arise and remain standing till 
tfc^ close. 

Gfirls repeat in concert : 

Water, pure, bright, and clear, 

Thou shalt be our theme; 
We thy merits will declare — 
Precious liquid stream ! 

Copyright, 1879, by J. N. STEARNS, Publishing Agent. 



2 THE CONTRAST. 

1st Girl— Water is the gift of God. 

2d Girl. — Water is our natural drink. 

3d Girl. — Water, cool and clear, bubbles from the 

spring. 
Ath Girl. — Water glistens in the dew. 

5th Girl. — Water refreshes the earth in rain. 

6th Girl. — Water in snowy crystals clothes the earth 
with white. 

7th Girl.— Water gives health. 

8th Girl. — And strength. 

9th Girl. — Water alone satisfies man's thirst. 
10th Girl. — Water purifies. 
11th Girl.— Water satisfies birds and beasts. 
12th Girl. — Water does not intoxicate. 

Twelve boys will arise. 
Repeat in concert : 

Note the contrast, if you please, 

Then compare the two ; 
And we think you will allow 
Water's best for you. 

1st Boy. — Cider, wine, and the like, are artificial 
drinks. 

2d Boy. — They are the product of decay. 

3d Boy. — They contain alcohol. 

4£h Boy. — They are intoxicating. 

5th Boy. — They make criminals and paupers. 

Qth Boy. — They produce disease and death. 

7th Boy. — Intoxicating drinks fill prisons and poor- 
houses. 

8th Boy. — They burden the people with taxes. 

9th Boy. — They make husbands and fathers unkind 

and brutal. 
10th Boy. — They undermine the health. 



THE CONTRAST. 3 

11th Boy.— They make thousands of drunkards every 

year. 
12th Boy. — They lead down to death and destruction. 

Boys and Girls in concert : 

Of all Grod's blessings, rich and rare, 
We'll praise the one as free as air 

To every son and daughter. 
Eternal thanks to God we owe — 
His richest gift to us below 

Is pure and sparkling water. 

V. — Singing (congregation join). 
VI. — Recitation (by a very little girl). 

THE LITTLE ADVOCATE. 

I'm a very little tot, 
Wine and beer I handle not, 
Just because I think 

Liquors strong 

Lead to wrong. 

I have joined the Temp'rance band, 
And I ever mean to stand 
Firmly by my pledge — 
Will not you 
Sign it too ? 

Vn. — Recitation (for five boys). 

FOR THE WANT OF EFFORT. 

1st Boy. — For the want of effort, 

For the want of thought, 
Much of this world's evil 
Heedlessly is wrought. 



4 THE CONTRAST. 

2d Boy. — For the want of counsel, 
For the want of care. 
Oft there goes to ruin 
What is good and fair. 
3d Boy. — For the want of friendship, 
For a kindly word, 
Hosts of weakly mortals 
Needlessly have erred. 
4.th Boy. — For a hand to save them, 
For a pledge to sign, 
Bacchus claims the thousands 
Bowing at his shrine. 
5th Boy. — For the want of warning, 
Little children stray 
From the path of Temp'rance 
Hopelessly away. 

All in concert. 

Who will stoop to train them? 

Who will lend a hand 
To guide the little children 

To the better land? 

Vni.— Dialogue (for boy and girl). 

A FIRM RESOLVE. 
Girl. — Why do you refuse 

Cider, wine, or beer ? 
Mamma says from drinks so mild 
* We have naught to fear. 

Boy. — What! drink the drunkard's drink? 
No, Miss, I can never! 
For I've signed the Temp'rance pledge, 
And I'll keep it ever. 



THE CONTRAST. 

Girl. — They will never do you harm, 

And the pledge you've signed 
You had better just forget — 
Blot it from your mind. 

Boy. — What! break the Temp'rance pledge? 
No ! not if I know it. 
'Tis the safeguard of my youth — 
Firm support I owe it. 

Girl.— Really, Harry, 'tis too bad ; 
You are hard indeed; 
Such a pledge as that, I'm sure, 
I should never heed. 

Boy. — What! break a solemn vow? 
Barter health and reason ? 
Break the promise I have made? 
No ! that would be treason. 

IX.— Singing (by the children). 
X.— Recitation (by a little boy). 

THE PERFECT LITTLE MAN. 

Here am I, a little man, 
Few may hope to beat; 

Though in stature I am small 
I am most complete. 

Head and arms and limbs so sound, 
Mouth and eyes and nose, 

Saying ne'er a word about 
Ten nice little toes. 

Then my teeth are white as pearl; 

And my pulses beat; 
Full of health, I little heed 

Either cold or heat. 



6 THE CONTRAST. 

See the width across my back? 

I am growing strong; 
And I hope some day to help 

Weaker folks along. 

What a shame now, it would be, 

What a sad disgrace, 
If by drinking rum I marred 

My sweet smiling face ! 

Therefore, to protect myself 

From such evil ways, 
Pure cold water I will drink ^ 

Till I end my days. 

OUR TESTIMONY. 
Little girl, introducing four smaller children, repeats, 
Here am I, Elizabeth, Tot, 
These are some of the friends I've got : 
Pray, let me introduce to you, 
Frederick, Gilbert, Pearl, and Lou. 

Tell us, Frederick, what you think 
God intended us to drink ? 
Was it red and sparkling wine, 
Shining Port, or boasted Rhine ? 

Frederick. — Nature's drink, 
God, I think, 
Made for all, 
It allays 
Thirst always. 

Older Scholar. — Gilbert, tell us, if you please, 

Who the drunkard always sees ? 
Who in heaven dwells on high ? 
You can tell us if you try. 



THE CONTRAST. 

Gilbert. — God knows all 
We say or do. 
He can read 
Our motives too. 

Older Scholar. — Tell us, like a dear, good girl, 

What you think about it, Pearl ' 
Why should we cold water use 
And the sparkling wine refuse ? 

Pearl. — Water blesses 
And refreshes 

Great and small. 
Wine delighteth, 
Then it biteth 
Like an adder, 
All. 

Older Scholar. — Now, then, little patient Lou, 
We, at last, have come to you ; 
You have listened to the rest, 
Wine or water, which is best ? 

Lou. — Nature's drink 
I should think 

Is the best. 
I abhor 

Aught like wine, 
And prefer 

When I dine 
Water bright. 
All in concert. — Water bright. 

XI. — Closing Ceremonies. 

Boys (in concert). — Good-night. 
Girls (in concert). — Adieu. 
Boys (in concert). — The right. 
Girls (in concert). — Pursue. 



8 the contrast. 

Singing. 

Sparkling and bright, in its liquid light, 

Is the water in our glasses ; 
'Twill give you health, 'twill give you wealth, 

Te lads and rosy lasses. 

Chorus. 
Oh, then, resign your ruby wine, 

Each smiling son and daughter, 
There's nothing so good for the youthful blood, 

Or sweet as the sparkling water. 

Better than gold is the water cold, 
From the crystal fountain flowing; 

A calm delight, both day and night, 
To happy homes bestowing. 

Chorus. — Oh, then, resign, etc. 

Sorrow has fled from the hearts that bled, 
Of the weeping wife and mother; 

They have given up the poison cup, 
Son, husband, daughter, brother. 

Chorus. — Oh, then, resign, etc. 
Benediction. 

NEW YORK : 
National Temperance Society and Publication House, 

58 READE STREET. 



ARRANGED BY J. KELSHAW. 



Dennis. Key of F. S. M. 

1. Jesus, we look to Thee, 

Thy promised Presence claim ; 
Thou in the midst of us shalt be, 
Assembled in Thy name. 

2. Thy name Salvation is, 

Which here we come to prove ; 

Thy name is Life, and Health, and Peace, 

And Everlasting Love. 

Prayer. 

Singing. 

Laban. Key of C. 

1. My soul, be on thy guard ! 

Ten thousand foes arise ; 
And hosts of sin are pressing hard 
To draw thee from the skies. 

2. Oh ! watch, and fight, and pray, 

The battle ne'er give o'er; 
Renew it boldly every day, 
And help divine implore. 

IlAYER. 

S*GING. 

Denfield. Key of E. C. M, 

l Life from the dead ! For those we plead 
Fast bound in passion's chain, 

Copyight. National Temperance Society and Pub- 
lication House, i88i. 



2 GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE. 

That, from their iron fetters freed, 
They wake to life again. 

2. Life from the dead ! Quickened by Thee, 
Be all their powers inclined 
To temperance, truth, and piety, 
And pleasures pure, refined. 

Leader. — All Scripture is given by inspiration of 
God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for cor- 
rection, for instruction in righteousness. 

Congregation. — The law of the Lord is perfect, con- 
verting the soul ; the testimony of the Lord is sure, 
making wise the simple. 

L. — For the word of God is quick, and powerful, ant 
sharper than any two-edged sword. 

C. — Piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul ani 
spirit, and joints and marrow, and is a discerner of tie 
thoughts and intents of the heart. 

L. — Moreover, by them is Thy servant warned. 

C. — And in keeping of them there is great reward. 

BELIEVEST THOU THIS? 



Singing. 

Arlington. Key of G. C. f. 

1. Thy law is perfect, Lord of light ; 

Thy testimonies sure. 
The statutes of Thy realm are right, 
And Thy commandment pure. 

2. By these may I be warned betimes. 

Who knows the guile within ? 
Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes ; 
Cleanse me from secret sin. 



GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE. 3 

L, — Know ye not that, they which run in a race run 
all, but one receiveth the prize ? So run that ye may 
obtain. 

C. — And every one that striveth for the mastery is 
temperate in all things. 

L. — Be sober, be vigilant ; because your adversary, 
the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about seeking 
whom he may devour. 

C. — Not slothful in business, fervent in spirit, serving 
the Lord. 

L. — And take heed to yourselves, lest at any time 
your hearts be overcharged with surfeiting and drunk- 
enness, and cares of this life, so that day come upon you 
unawares. 

C. — Therefore, let us not sleep as do others, but let 
us watch and be sober. 

L. — Be not among wine-bibbers ; among riotous 
eaters of the flesh. 

C. — For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to 
poverty. 

L. — Be not drunk with wine, but filled with the 
spirit. 

C. — The fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, long 
suffering, gentleness, faith, meekness, temperance. 

All. — Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his 
way ? By taking heed thereto according to Thy word. 

BELIEVEST THOU THIS? 



Singing. 

Marlow. Key of G. C. M. 

1. What ruin hath intemperance wrought ! 
How widely roll its waves ! 



4 GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE. 

How many myriads hath it brought 
To fill dishonored graves ! 

2. Stretch forth Thy hand, O God, our King, 

And break the galling chain ; 

Deliverance to the captive bring, 

And end the usurper's reign. 

3. The cause of temperance is Thine own ; 

Our plans and efforts bless ; 
We trust, O Lord, in Thee alone 
To crown them with success. 

L. — Even so the tongue is a little member and 
boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a 
little fire kindleth ! 

C. — Death and life are in the power of the tongue. 

Z. — Lord, who shall abide in Thy tabernacle ? Who 
shall dwell in Thy holy hill ? 

C. — He that backbiteth not with his tongue, nor 
taketh up a reproach against his neighbor. 

Z. — To speak evil of no man, to be no brawler, but 
gentle, showing all meekness unto all men. 

C. — With all lowliness and meekness, with long suf- 
fering, forbearing one another in love. 

Z. — If any man among you seem to be religious, and 
bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, 
this man's religion is vain. 

C. — Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep 
the door of my lips. 

Z. — Be not hasty in thy spirit to be angry, for anger 
resteth in the bosom of fools. 

C. — He that hath no rule over his own spirit, is like 
a city that is broken down and without walls. 



GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE. 5 

L. — Keep thy tongue from evil and thy lips from 
speaking guile. 

C. — Let the words of my mouth and the meditation 
of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight, O Lord, my 
strength and my Redeemer. 

All. — To him that ordereth his conversation aright 
will I show the salvation of God. 

BELIEVEST THOU THIS? 

Singing. 

Rockingham. Key of G. L. M, 

1. What ! never speak one evil word, 

Or rash, or idle, or unkind ! 
O how shall I, most gracious Lord, 
This mark of true perfection find ? 

2. Thy sinless mind in me reveal ; 

Thy spirit's plenitude impart ; 
And all my spotless life shall tell 
The abundance of a loving heart. 

L. — A man's pride shall bring him low. 

C. — But honor shall uphold the humble in spirit. 

L. — God resisteth the proud. 

C. — But giveth grace to the humble. 

L. — For I say, through the grace given unto me, to 
every man that is among you, not to think of himself 
more highly than he ought to think; but to think 
soberly, according as God hath dealt to every man the 
measure of faith. 

C. — Better it is to be of an humble spirit with the 
lowly, than divide the spoils with the proud. 



6 GOSPEL TEMPERANCE SERVICE. 

L. — By humility and the fear of the Lord are riches, 
and honor, and life. 

C. — Hear ye and give ear : be not proud ; for the Lord 
hath spoken. 

All. — These words are true and faithful. 

BELIEVEST THOU THIS? 

Singing. 

Duke Street. Key of E flat. L. M, 

1. Jesus, in whom the Godhead's rays 

Beam forth with mildest majesty; 
I see Thee full of truth and grace, 
And come for all I want to Thee. 

2. Save me from pride — the plague expel ; 

Jesus, Thine humble self impart ; 
O let Thy mind within me dwell ; 
O give me lowliness of heart. 

Z. — They which are gorgeously apparelled and live 
delicately are in kings' courts. 

C. — Having food and raiment, let us be therewith 
content. 

L. — For as many of you as have been baptized into 
Christ, have put on Christ. 

C. — The ornament of a meek and quiet spirit is in the 
sight of God of great price. 

L. — Let this mind be in you which was also in Christ 
Jesus. 

All. — All Thy commandments are truth. 

BELIEVEST THOU THIS? 



gospel temperance service. 7 

Singing. 

St. Martin's. Key of G. C. M. 

How vain are all things here below : 

How false, and yet how fair ; 
Each pleasure hath its poison, too, 

And every sweet a snare. 

Prayer. 

Luther. Key of F. S. M, 

O come and dwell in me, 

Spirit of power within ; 
And bring the glorious liberty 

From sorrow, fear, and sin. 

L. — Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin. 

C. — Know ye not that to whom ye yield yourselves 
servants to obey, his servants ye are to whom ye obey : 
whether of sin unto death, or of obedience unto right- 
eousness ? 

L. — And the servant abideth not in the house forever. 

C. — But the Son abideth ever. 

L.— And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall 
make you free. 

C. — But whoso looketh into the perfect law of liberty, 
and continueth therein, he being not a forgetful hearer, 
but a doer of the work, this man shall be blessed in his 
deed. 

L. — If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall 
be free indeed. 

C. — For the law of the spirit of life in Christ Jesus 
hath made me free from the law of sin and death. 

L. — Blessed are the undenled in the way who walk in 
the law of God. 

C. — He that turneth away his ear from hearing the 
law, even his prayer shall be abomination. 



8 gospel temperance service. 

Singing. 

Belmont. Key of G. 8s. 7s. 4s, 

1. All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 

All my being's ransomed pow'rs ; 
All my thoughts, and words, and doings, 
All my days, and all my hours. 
||: All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 
All my days, and all my hours :| 

2. Let my hands perform His bidding, 

Let my feet run in His ways, 
Let my eyes see Jesus only, 

Let my lips speak forth His praise. 
|| : All for Jesus ! all for Jesus ! 
Let my lips speak forth His praise :J 

L. — Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, 
whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are 
just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are 
lovely, whatsoever things are of good report — if there 
be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these 
things. 

C. — I can do all things through Christ, which 
strengthened me. 

L. — Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all 
wisdom. 

C. — The grass withereth, the flower fadeth : but the 
word of our God shall stand forever. 

L. — Now unto him that is able to keep you from fall- 
ing, and present you faultless before the presence of His 
glory with exceeding joy ; 

All. — To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and 
majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. 
Amen. 



WISDOM'S "WAYS 

\k temperance Concert Gfcercise. 



By HOPE HAZEL. 



Singing. — "Pressing On." Gospel Hymns, No. 3, page 73 

PRAYER. 

Reading by Superintendent. 

Enter ye in at the straight gate ; for wide is the gate, 
and broad is the way that leadeth to destruction, and 
many there be which go in thereat : 

Because straight is the gate, and narrow is the way 
which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it. 

There is a way which seemeth right unto a man ; but 
the end thereof are the ways of death. — Matt. vii. 14, 
and Prov. xiv. 12, 

Question by Superintendent. 

Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way ? 

1st Scholar. — By taking heed thereto according to 
thy word. — Psalm cxix. 9. 

2d S. — Thy word is very pure : therefore thy servant 
loveth it. — Psalm cxix. 140. 

3d S. — Whoso despiseth the word shall be destroyed : 
but he that feareth the commandment shall be reward- 
ed. — Prov. xiii. 13. 

4th S. — The law of the Lord is a fountain of life, to 
depart from the snares of death. — Prov. xiii. 14. 

$th S. — Wisdom is the principal thing ; therefore get 
wisdom ; and with all thy getting, get understanding. — 
Prov. iv. 7. 

6th S. — Length of days is in her right hand, and in 
her left hand riches and honour. — Prov. iii. 16. 

Copyright. National Temperance Society and Pub- 
lication House, 1881. 



2 WISDOM S WAYS. 

Jth S. — My son, let them not depart from thine eyes 
keep sound wisdom and discretion : 

Then shalt thou walk in thy way safely, and thy foot 
shall not stumble. — Prov. iii. 21, 23. 

8th S. — My son, be wise and make my heart glad, 
that I may answer him that reproacheth me. — Prov. 
xxvii. n. 

gth S. — A wise son maketh a glad father : but a fool- 
ish son is the heaviness of his mother. — Prov. x. 7. 

\oth S. — Hear, O my son, and receive my sayings, and 
the years of thy life shall be many. 

I have taught thee in the way of wisdom : I have led 
thee in right paths. — Prov. vii. 10, 11. 

wth S. — For the commandment is a lamp ; and the 
law is light ; and the reproofs of instruction are the 
way of life. — Prov. vi. 23. 

12^ S. — My son, give me thine heart, and let thine 
eyes observe my ways. — Prov. xxiii. 26. 



CLASS EXERCISE. 

CLASS NO. I. — QUESTION BY SUPERINTENDENT. 

Whence then cometh wisdom, and where is the place 
of understanding? — JOB xxviii. 20. 

Ans. 1st Scholar. — God understandeth the way there- 
of, and he understandeth the place thereof. 

And to many he said, Behold the fear of the Lord, 
that is wisdom ; and to depart from evil is understand- 
ing. — JOB xxviii. 20, 23, 28. 

id S. — Who is a wise man and endued with knowl- 
edge among you ? let him shew out of a good conversa- 
tion his works with meekness of wisdom. — James iii. 13. 

$d S. — He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good ; 
and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, 
and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God ? 
— Micah vi. 8. 

4th S. — He that winneth souls is wise. — Prov. xi. 30. 

$th S. — The wisdom that cometh from above is first 
pure, then peaceable, gentle and easy to be entreated, 



WISDOM S WAYS. 3 

full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality, and 
without hypocrisy. — James iii. 17. 

6th S. — For he that in these things sheweth Christ, is 
acceptable to God, and approved of man. — Rom. xiv. 18. 

ytk S.— For length of days, and long life, and peace, 
shall they add to thee. Let not mercy and truth forsake 
thee ; bind them about thy neck ; write them upon the 
tables of thine heart. So shalt thou find favour and a 
good understanding in the sight of God and man.— 
Prov. iii. 2-5. 

Singing.—" To The Work." Gospel Hymns, No. 2, 
p. 12. 

Recitation (by a youth). 

WHAT DOES IT MATTER? 

" It matters little where I was born, 
Or if my parents were rich or poor, 
Whether they shrank from the world's cold scorn, 

Or walked in the pride of wealth secure ; 
But whether I live an honest man, 

And hold my integrity firm in my clutch, 
I tell you, my brother, plain as I can, 
It matters much. 

" It matters little where be my grave, 
If on the land or in the sea ; 
By purling brook, or 'neath stormy wave ; 

It matters little or naught to me ; 
But whether the angel of death comes down 
And marks my brow with a loving touch, 
As one who shall wear the victor's crown, 
It matters much." 

Recitation. 
IF WE HAD BUT A DAY. 

We should fill the hours with the sweetest things 

If we had but a day, 
We should drink alone at the purest spring 

On our upward way ; 
We should love with a lifetime's love in an hour 

If our hours were few ; 
We should rest not for dreams, but for fresher power 

To be and to do. 



WISDOM S WAYS. 

We should bind our stubborn and wanton wills 

To the clearest light, 
We should keep our eyes on the heavenly hills 

If they lay in sight ; 
We should trample the pride and the discontent 

Beneath our feet ; 
We should take whatever a good God sent 

With a trust complete. 

We should waste no moment in weak regret 

If the day were but one ; 
If what we remember and what we forget 

Went out with the sun, 
We should be from our clamorous cares set free 

To work or to pray, 
And to be what our Father would have us to be 

If we had but a day. M. L. DlCKERSON, 



CLASS EXERCISE. 
{Recitation for Seven Children). 

BEAUTIFUL THINGS. 

1st Voice. 

Beautiful faces are those that wear, 
It matters little if dark or fair, 
Whole-souled honesty printed there. 

Walk honestly toward them that are without, that ye 
may have lack of nothing. — i Thess. iv. 12. 

o.d V. 

Beautiful eyes are those that show 

Like crystal panes where hearth-fires glow, 

Beautiful thoughts that burn below. 

Search me O God, and know my heart, try me and 
know my thoughts. — PSALM cxxxix. 29. 

ZdV. 

Beautiful lips are those whose words 
Leap from the heart like song of birds, 
Yet whose utterance prudence girds. 

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures 
of silver. — Pro v. xxv. 11. 



WISDOM S WAYS. 5 

tfh V. 

Beautiful hands are those that do 
Work that is honest, brave, and true, 
Moment by moment the long day through. 

Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy 
might. — ECCL. ix. 10. 

$th V. 

Beautiful feet are those that go 
On kindly ministries to and fro, 
Down lowest ways, if God wills it so. 

How beautiful are the feet of him that bringeth good 
tidings, that publisheth peace. — Isa. Hi. 7. 

6th V. 

Beautiful shoulders are those that bear 
Ceaseless burdens of homely care, 
With patient grace and daily prayer. 

He that had received the five talents came and 
brought other five talents saying, Lord, thou deliveredst 
unto me five talents : behold I have gained beside them 
five talents more. — Matt. xxv. 20. 

yth V. 

Beautiful lives are those that bless 

Silent rivers of happiness, 

Whose hidden fountain none may guess. 

Blessed is that servant whom his Lord when he Com- 
eth shall find so doing. — Luke xii. 73. 

.CLASS NO. 3.— QUES. BY SUP'T. I 

What is the work of the servant of the Lord ? 

1st Scholar. — Let your loins be girded about and your 
lights burning, and ye yourselves like unto men that 
wait for their Lord when he will return from the wed- 
ding ; that when he cometh and knocketh, they may 
open unto him immediately. 

Blessed are those servants whom the Lord when he 
cometh shall find watching : verily I say unto you, that 
he shall gird himself, and make them to sit down to 



6 wisdom's ways. 

meat, and will come forth and serve them. — LUKE xii. 
35-37- 

2d S. — But if that servant shall say in his heart, My 
lord delayeth his coming - ; and shall begin to beat the 
men-servants, and the maidens, and to eat and drink 
and to be drunken ; the lord of that servant shall come 
in a day when he looketh not for him, and in an hour 
when he is not aware, and will cut him in sunder, and 
appoint him his portion with the unbelievers. — Luke xii. 
I3> 14. 

3d S. — Therefore let us not sleep as do others, but let 
us watch and be sober. 

For they that sleep sleep, in the night ; and they that 
be drunken are drunken in the night. 

But let us, who are of the day, be sober, putting on 
the breast-plate of faith and love ; and for a helmet the 
hope of salvation. — 1 Thess. v. 6, 7, 8. 

tfk S. — Every one that striveth for the mastery is 
temperate in all things. — 1 COR. ix. 25. 

$tk S. — Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging : 
and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise. — Prov. 
xx. 1. 

6th S. — Wherefore be ye not unwise, but understand- 
ing what the will of the Lord is. 

And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess ; but 
be filled with the Spirit. — Eph. v. 17. 

yth S. — Therefore gird up the loins of your mind, be 
sober, and hope to the end for the grace that is to be 
brought unto you at the revelation of the Lord Jesus. — 
1 Peter i. 13. 

Zth S. — This is a faithful saying, and these things I 
will that thou affirm constantly, that they which have 
believed in God might be careful to maintain good 
works. 

These things are good and profitable unto men. — 
Titus hi. 8. 

qtk S. — In all things shewing thyself a pattern ot 
good works : in doctrine shewing uncorruptness, gravity, 
sincerity.— Titus ii. 7. 



WISDOM'S WAYS. 7 

loth S. — For the grace of God that bringeth salva- 
tion hath appeared to all men. 

Teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly 
lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly, in 
this present world, 

Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious ap- 
pearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ. 
— Titus ii. 12, 13. 

Superintendent reads : . 

Be ye strong therefore, and let not your hands be 
weak: for your work shall be rewarded. — 2 Chron. 
xv. 7. 

What is that Reward ? 

class no. 4. 

1st Scholar. — The wise shall inherit glory. — Prov. 
iii. 35. 

id S. — To him that overcometh, will I give to eat of 
the tree of life, which is in the midst of the paradise of 
God.— Rev. ii. 7. 

3d S. — And he that overcometh, and keepeth my 
works unto the end, to him will I give power over the 
nations. — Rev. ii. 25. 

4th S. — Blessed is the man that endureth tempta- 
tion ; for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of 
life, which the Lord hath promised to them that love 
him. — James i. 12. 

$th S. — For thou hast made him most blessed forever ; 
thou hast made him exceeding glad with thy counte- 
nance. — Psalm xxi. 6. 

6th S. — For thou preventest him with the blessings 
of goodness ; thou settest a crown of pure gold on his 
head.— Psalm xxi. 3. 

yth S. — He that overcometh shall inherit all things ; 
and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. — Rev. 
xxi. 7. 



8 WISDOM S WAYS. 

Sth S. — And the city had no need of the sun, neither 
of the moon to shine in it ; for the glory of God did 
lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof. 

And there shall in no wise enter into it any thing that 
defileth, neither whatsoever worketh abomination, or 
maketh a lie ; but they which are written in the Lamb's 
book of life. — Rev. xxi. 27. 



Closing Recitation (by a Child). 

NO DRUNKARD IS THERE. 

" There is a beautiful land we are told, 
With rivers of silver and streets of gold ; 
Bright are the beings whose shining feet 
Wander along each quiet street : 
Sweet is the music that fills the air ; 
But no drunkard is there. 

" No garrets are there where the weary wait, 
Where the room is cold, and the hours are late ; 
No pale-faced wife with looks of fear, 
Listens for steps that she dreads to hear. 
All hearts are free from pain and care ; 
No drunkards are there. 

" All the day long, in that beautiful land, 
The clear waters ripple o'er beds of sand ; 
And down on the edge of the water's brink, 
Those white-robed beings wander nor shrink, 
Nor fear the power of the tempter's snare, 
For no wine is there." 

Singing. — " The Palace of the King." Gospel 
Hymns, No. 2, p. 93. 

BENEDICTION. 



SOWING AND REAPING. 

31 temperance Concert Gfcercise. 



By HOPE HAZEL. 



[Note. — This Exercise may be rendered pretty and appropriate for 
autumn by church-decorations of bright leaves, flowers, grain, and 
some of the smaller fruits]. 

THE EXERCISE. 

Singing. — " One More Day's Work." Gospel 

Hymns \ No. I, page 29. 

Prayer. 

Question by Superintendent. 

What words of the Bible speak to us plainly of 
our life-work and its reward ? 

Answer by School. 

Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. 
— Gal. vi. 7. 

Responsive Reading by Superintendent and 
School. — Matt. xiii. 27-31. 

Question by Superintendent. 
What is the good seed ? 
1st Scholar. — That which is sown by the Spirit. 

Superintendent. 
What is the fruit of the Spirit ? 

2d S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Love. 
Love worketh no ill to his neighbor: therefore 
love is the fulfilling of the law. — Rom. xiii. 10. 
$d S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Joy. 
Thou wilt show me the path of life ; in thy pres- 

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lication House, 1881. 



2 SOWING AND REAPING. 

ence is fullness of joy ; at thy right hand there are 
pleasures forevermore. — Psalm xvi. n. 

Ajh S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Peace. 

The peace of God, which passeth all understand- 
ing, shall keep your hearts and minds through 
Christ Jesus. — Phil. iv. 7. 

$th S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Long-suffering. 

Be patient, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. 

Behold the husbandman waiteth for the precious 
fruits of the earth, and hath long patience for it, un- 
til he receive the early and the later rain.— James 
v. 7. 

6th S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Gentleness. 

Thou hast also given me the shield of thy salva- 
tion, and thy right hand hath holden me up, and 
thy gentleness hath made me great. — Psalm xviii. 

35- 

"jtk S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Goodness. 

That ye might walk worthy of the Lord unto all 
pleasing, being faithful in every good word and 
work, and increasing in the knowledge of God. — 
Col. i. 10. 

Sth S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Faith. 

Jesus answering, said unto them, Have faith in 
God. — Mark xi. 22. 

gth S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Meekness. 

.... Shewing all meekness to all men. — TlTUS 
iii. 2. 

10th S. — The fruit of the Spirit is Temperance. 

Every one that striveth for the mastery is temper- 
ate in all things. — 1 Cor. ix. 25. 

nth S. — Herein is my Father glorified, that ye 
bear much fruit, so shall ye be my disciples. — John 
xv. 8. 

12th S. — Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are 
true — whatsoever things are honest — whatsoever 
things are just — whatsoever things are pure— what- 
soever things are lovely — whatsoever things are of 
good report — if there be any virtue, and if there be 
praise, think on these things. — Phil. iv. 8. 

Singing.— " What Shall the Harvest Be." Gospel 
Hymns, No. 1, page 76 (first verse only). 



SOWING AND REAPING. 



CLASS EXERCISE. 



( When the singing ceases, Sunday-school scholars re- 
cite). 

ist S. — He that soweth to the Spirit, shall of the 
Spirit reap life everlasting. — Gal. vi. 8. 

2d S. — And let us not be weary in well-doing, for 
in due season we shall reap if we faint not. — Gal. 
vi. 9. 

yi S. — They that sow in tears shall reap in joy. 

He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious 
seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, 
bringing his sheaves with him. — Psalm cxxvi. 5, 6. 

4th S. — Sow to yourselves in righteousness ; reap 
in mercy. — Hosea x. 12. 

$th S. — He which soweth sparingly, shall reap also 
sparingly ; and he which soweth bountifully, shall 
reap also bountifully. — 2 Cor. ix. 6. 

6th S. — He that reapeth, receiveth wages and 
gathereth fruit unto life eternal ; that both he that 
soweth and he that reapeth may rejoice together. — 
John iv. 36. 

7th S. — The fruit of the righteous is a tree of life. 
.... — Prov. xi. 30. 

Zth S. — Sow the fields and plant vineyards, which 
may yield fruits of increase. — Psalm cvii. 37. 

Reading by Superintendent. 

.... The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a 
man which sowed good seed in his field ; but while 
men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among 
the wheat and went his way. But when the blade 
was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then ap- 
peared the tares also. — Matt. xiii. 24-26. 

Singing. — "What Shall the Harvest Be." Gospel 
Hymns, No. 1, page 76, verse 3d. 

Question by Superintendent, of Class No. 2. 

What are the tares which the enemy soweth ? 

1st S. — Disobedience is a tare. 

He that refuseth instruction, despiseth his own 
soul. — Prov. xv. 32. 

2d S. — Idleness is a tare. 



4 SOWING AND REAPING. 

Thou wicked and slothful servant, thou knowest 
that I reap where I sowed not, and gather where I 
have not strewed. Take therefore the talent from 
him, and give it to him that hath ten talents. — 
Matt. xxv. 26-28. 

3d S. — Pride is a tare. 

Pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty 
spirit before a fall. — Prov. xvi. 18. 

^th S. — Drunkenness is a tare. 

Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging; and 
whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise. — Prov. 
xx. 1. 
Question by Superintendent, of Class No. 3. 

What are some of the impressive warnings of the 
Bible against this worst of tares — drunkenness ? 

1st S. — Woe unto them that rise up early in the 
morning that they may follow strong drink, that 
continue until night till wine inflame them. — ISA. 
v. 11. 

2d S. — Woe unto them that are mighty to drink 
wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink. — 
ISA. v. 22. 

2,d S. — Be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess ; 
but be filled with the Spirit. — Eph. v. 18. 

^th S.— He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor 
man ; he that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich. 
— Prov. xxi. 17. 

$tn S. — Who hath woe ? who hath sorrow ? who 
hath contentions ? who hath babbling ? who hath 
wounds without cause ? who hath redness of eyes ? 
They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to 
seek the mixed wine. — Prov. xxiii. 29, 30. 

6th S. — Look not upon the wine when it is red, 
when it giveth his color in the cup, when it moveth 
itself aright; at last it biteth like a serpent and 
stingeth like an adder. — Prov. xxiii. 31, 32. 

ytk S. — Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, 
nor revilers, nor extortioners shall inherit the king- 
dom of God. — 1 Cor. vi. 10. 

Recitation : 

WE REAP WHAT WE SOW. 

For pleasure or pain, for weal or for woe, 

It's the law of our being, we reap what we sow. 



SOWING AND REAPING. 5 

We may try to evade it — may do what we will, 
But our acts, like our shadows, will follow us still. 

The world is a wonderful chemist be sure, 
And detects in a moment the base or the pure. 
We may boast of our claims to genius or birth, 
But the world takes a man for just what he's worth. 

Are you wearied and worn in this hard earthly strife ? 
Do you yearn for affection to sweeten your life ? 
Remember this great truth has often been proved — 
We must be lovable, if we would be loved. 

Though life may appear as a desolate track, 

Yet the bread that we cast on the waters comes back. 

This law was enacted by Heaven above — ■ 

That like attracts like, and love begets love. 

We are proud of our mansions of mortar and stona > 
In our gardens are flowers from every zone ; 
But the beautiful graces that blossom within 
Grow shriveled and dry in the upas of sin. 

We make ourselves heroes and martyrs for gold, 
Till health becomes broken and youth becomes old. 
Ah ! did we the same for the beautiful Love, 
Our lives might be music for angels above. 

" We reap what we sow," O wonderful truth ! 
A truth hard to learn in the day of our youth. 
But at last it stands out like the "hand on the wall," 
For the world has its debt and its credit for all. 

Recitation : 

THE SOWERS. 

Beneath a blue unclouded sky, 

Among rejoicing flowers, 
The reaper's pleasant work will lie 

Through clear autumnal hours. 

Beneath a colder, gloomier heaven 

The precious seed we strew, 
When golden days are rarely given 

And flowers are pale and few. 



6 SOWING AND REAPING. 

What though the skies are pale and dim* 

Bitter the eastern wind — 
Should we grow faint to follow Him 

Who came our souls to win ? 

They do but follow Christ afar 

Who most are faithful found, 
Where flesh and spirit wasted are 

To till the thankless ground. 

Through summer's heat and winter's colcl 
Dark nights, and troubled days, 

They grow not faint, who strive for gold— 
Who seek for earthly praise. 

Arise, arise, O child of light ! 

And strive as those have striven, 
If thou wouldst see the harvest bright 

From the fair walls of Heaven. 

Though none may see the waving ears 

Till thou art silent cla)', 
Thou shalt behold — and not through tears — 

The golden-harvest day. 

Recitation : 

THE TWO HARVESTS. 

The wheat stands thick on many a northern field, 
On miles of prairie gleams the abundant maize ; 

And for the stores that farm and orchard yield, 
We pay to God our due of thanks and praise. 

We sow the seed, that straightway seems to sleep. 

Then comes the sun, the frost, the wind, and rain ; 
And, when the appointed season comes, we reap, 

With thankful hearts, the increase of our gain. 

We plant, we water — man can do no more. 

The change begins from where our labors end. 
Our toil would leave us where we were before, 

Save for the aid of God, who is our Friend. 



SOWING AND REAPING. 7 

There's not the smallest blade of grass or corn 
Would bud or blossom for our best endeavor. 

Without our knowledge or our help they are born — 
And so it shall be on this earth forever. 

The ways of God we see, but where they lead 
We can not trace the working of His plan. 

And as He rears the flower that decks the mead, 
So deals He with His noblest creature — man. 

Faith, therefore, shall our restlessness confine ; 

Patience shall bear the storms that round us roll. 
In heaven we yet shall learn God's full design, 

And thank Him for the harvest of the soul. 

Macdonald. 

Singing. — " Ho, Reapers of Life's Harvest." Gospel 
Hymns, No. 2, page 17. 

Class No. 4. 

[Note. — This is designed for a class of four young ladies, each of 
whom should carry a bouquet of autumn leaves, flowers, or grain]. 

GATHER THE HARVEST. 
\st Voice. 

Gather the harvest in ! 
The fields are white, and long ago ye heard, 
Ringing across the world, the Master's word — 

Leave not such fruitage to the soul of sin ; 

Gather the harvest in ! 

Say not ye, there are yet four months, and then 
cometh the harvest. Behold, I say unto you, Lift 
up your eyes and look upon the fields ; for they are 
white already unto the harvest. — John iv. 35. 

2.d Voice. 

Gather the harvest in ! 
Souls dying and yet deathless o'er the lands — 
East, West, North, South, lie ready to your hands. 

Long since the king of evil did his work begin. 

Gather the harvest in ! 



8 SOWING AND REAPING. 

The harvest truly is great, but the laborers are 
few ; pray ye, therefore, the Lord of the harvest that 
he will send forth laborers into his harvest. — Luke 
x. 2. 

2,d Voice. 

Gather the harvest in ! 
Ye know ye live not to yourselves nor die. 
Then let not this bright hour of work go t> - 

To all who know, and do not, there is sin. 

Gather the harvest in ! 

And that servant which knew his Lord's will and 
prepared not himself, neither did according to his 
will, shall be beaten with many stripes. — Luke xii. 
47- 

tfh Voice. 

Gather the harvest in ! 
Soon shall the mighty Master summon home 
For feast the reapers. Think you they shall come 

Whose sickles gleam not, and whose sheaves are 
thin ? 

Gather the harvest in ! 

For unto every one that hath shall be given, and 
he shall have abundance ; but from him that hath 
not, shall be taken away even that which he hath. — 
Matt. xxv. 29. 

Singing. — " Waiting and Watching." Gospel Hymns, 
No. 2, page 95. 

Benediction. 



FIGHTING AGAINST 

RUM AND TOBACCO 

By MARY DWINELL CHELLIS. 



CHARACTERS: 
Dolly, Alice, Maud, Foster, Guy, Henry. 

[Dolly, Alice, and Maud consult together in regard to 
a new visitor}. 

Dolly. — I am jnst as sorry as I can be about Henry. 
I wish lie had stayed at home. I don't want any 
such boy 'round. He will just spoil all our good 
times. He isn't a bit nice. He smokes, and — 

Alice. — Smokes ! Such a boy as he smoke ! Why, 
he is no older than Guy, and he wouldn't think of 
smoking. Father wouldn't allow that. 

Maud. — I guess he wouldn't. "We girls would send 
him to Coventry, and keep him there. 

Dolly. — I wish we could send Henry there. But 
you see he has come here to spend his vacation, the 
same as you and Guy have, and he is our cousin, too. 

Maud. — I know it, but I just wish we weren't a bit 
related. I think boys ought to be just as nice and 
clean as girls. 

Dolly. — So do I, and Poster wouldn't do anything 
bad any sooner than I would. 

Alice. — He and Guy are all right. They are real 
nice boys, and they aren't molly-coddles either 

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2 FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO. 

But Henry has just as good a right here as Maud 
and Guy and I have ; and, besides, as he is our cousin, 
we ought to try to make him better. Three girls ought 
to influence one boy. 

Dolly. — So I think; but I don't know why boys 
shouldn't look out for themselves. Why shouldn't 
they, the same as girls? Folks are always talking 
and writing about women and girls influencing men 
and boys to keep sober and not learn bad habits. 
Now, I want to know why men and boys shouldn't 
help women and girls to be good? When I grow up, 
I mean to try and find out about it. 

Alice. — Then you tell us. I can't think of any rea- 
son, unless it is that boys are made up worse to be- 
gin with. But some girls smoke. They smoke cigar- 
ettes. 

Dolly. — What are cigarettes? 

Alice. — Fine tobacco rolled in paper. 

Maud. — They are little cigars, not so strong as the 
large ones men and boys smoke, but they are made 
of tobacco, as Alice says. I have seen girls smoking 
them. 

Dolly. — Why, I think that is dreadful. I shouldn't 
like girls that would do that. But then it isn't any- 
where near as bad to smoke as it is to drink. 

Alice. — Of course it isn't, but father says a man 
or boy who uses tobacco is more likely, to drink liq- 
uor, than he would be if he didn't use tobacco. 

Dolly. — My father says so too, and —and I am afraid 
Cousin Henry drinks liquor sometimes. He has some 
bad boys 'round him at home; though likely he is at 
bad as any of them. Uncle Harley wanted to have 
him come here where he would be nnder good in- 
fluences; and I suppose father thought there wasn't 
any danger of his making Guy and Foster bad. 

Alice. — I don't believe there is. They don't like 
Henry well enough to be led 'round by him. But 



FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO. I 

can't we do something, so there won't be so much 
drinking? I know we are only girls, but it seems as 
though we might begin by doing a little, and then do 
more and more as we grow older. Each of us can be a 
teetotaler herself, and it seems as though each one of 
us might influence one more. That would make six 
all right ; and then if the influence kept extending, 
by and by there would be thousands and mill- 
ions. 

Dolly. — Yes, and we should be like the little rain- 
drops, or the pebble thrown into a pond of water. 
We might start the shower that others would finish, 
or make the first little circle that would keep on 
growing larger till it touched the very edge of the 
pond. 

Maud. — We might start a society. 

[Foster and Guy now join the girls]. 

Foster. — What kind of a society might you start? 

Maud. — An anti-smoking, anti-drinking, and anti- 
swearing society. Will you join it? 

Foster. — Yes, I am ready to join just as many such 
societies as you want me to. One promise is as good 
as a dozen, and a dozen as good as one. I don't need 
any promises either. How is it with you, Guy? 

Guy. — Oh, I do as father does ! join all the temper- 
ance societies that come in my way. Are you going 
to be president, Dolly? 

Dolly. — Our society won't need any officers. We 
are, all of us, going to do all we can. Where is 
Henry? I thought he was with you. 

Guy. — He has better company than two molly-cod- 
dles. 

Maud. — Did he call you and Foster molly-coddles? 

Guy. — Yes ; but that didn't hurt us. 

Maud. — Didn't it make you angry, Cousin Foster ? 

Foster. — No. Why should it? After calling us 



4 FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO. 

molly-coddles, he said we were just fit to play with a 
lot of giris, and I think that is a compliment. 

Maud. — I am glad you think so. But where is 
Henry now? 

Foster. — Down by the brook, I reckon; though ho 
won't stay there very long. He says this is the lone- 
liest place he ever saw, and he shall write to his 
father that he can't stay here. 

Dolly. — I hope he will; and I wish Uncle Harley 
would take him right away. He is going to spoil all 
our good times. I wonder what he expects to be 
when he grows up. 

Guy. — He won't grow up very high, if he keeps on 
the way he has begun. He is a pretty small specimen 
anyway. 

Maud. — Yes, and awful homely. I shouldn't think 
he could be our cousin, and be so homely. [All 
laugh]. Well, I shouldn't. Foster and Guy are real 
nice-looking, but Henry — 

Dolly. — I don't know as boys are any more to blame 
for their looks than girls. They look as they were 
made. 

Guy. — Not always, Cousin Dolly, The Lord never 
makes anybody look cross and ugly. The disposition 
does that; and if any boy smokes and chews tobacco 
till his skin is yellow, and his eyes sleepy, and his 
mouth filthy, he is to blame for his disagreeable looks. 

Dolly. — Of course he is. I didn't think of that part 
of it. Grandma used to say, ' ' Handsome is that hand- 
some does; " and I know some homely girls that are 
real pretty ; they are so good and pleasant. 

Maud. — Perhaps Cousin Henry would look better 
if he behaved as he ought to. I suppose Uncle Harley 
feels real bad about him. 

Foster — I guess he does. I heard him tell fathei 
he would rather see Henry in a coffin, than to see 
him as he is sometimes. 



FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO. 5 

Maud. — How dreadful to feel like that! How car. 
s boy do so ! And Uncle Harley is real good, too, 
only he has been so busy he hasn't looked out for 
Henry as he ought to. And auntie dead, too! How 
sorry he must be ! Oh, dear ! I wish somebody could — 

Guy. — Could what? 

Maud. — Make everything right. It is bad enough 
to smoke, but it is a thousand times worse to drink 
liquor. I think that is the very worst thing in the 
world. Don't you think so, Foster? 

Foster. — I do. It is a waste of time and money; 
and then, when a man has been drinking, he is ready 
to do the very worst things possible . We are none 
too good, anyway. We need to be made better in- 
stead of worse. 

[Henry is now seen coming toward them with down- 
cast eyes and sullen face]. 

Henry. — I think I have been sufficiently discussed 
for once. I am awful homely, and awful wicked, 
am I, Maud? 

Maud. — Yes, you are. Don't you disobey your 
father every single day you live ? Didn't you bring 
your old pipe here without his knowing it ? and 
haven't you been smoking, when you know uncle 
and aunt don't want you to do it? They would tell 
you not to, if they thought you would do such a 
thing here. Of course they would; and I should 
like to know if you don't drink liquor some- 
times? 

Henry. — What if I do ! It is nobody's business but 
my own. Father smokes sometimes. 

Maud. — He don't drink liquor, does he? 

Henry. — No ; but a good many church-members 
do; and that is their business, not mine. I believe 
in everybody doing as they are a mind to. 

Maud. — And saying what they are a mind to? 



15 FIOHTTW AGAINST RUM AKD TOBACCO. 

Senry. — It is n^ne of my business what other peo« 
pie say and do. If you watii to smoke and drink 
liquor, 1 don't caie. 

Doily. — And you don't tiuiiK it is any of our busi- 
ness it you do? 

Henry. — No, I don't. It needn't trouble you. 

Dolly.— But it does. You smell of tobacco; and 
we don't like it. Then you are our cousin, and it 
makes us sorry to have you a drunkard. If there 
wasn't anybody else in the world, it wouldn't be any- 
body's business but your own and God's what you 
do. But we are all here together. Now, won't you 
join our society? 

Henry. — No, I won't. I won't join anything that 
looks like a temperance society. The other members 
would all be looking alter me and meddling with my 
business. I am going to do as I please, and I don't 
care whether you like me or not. I've had preaching 
enough. 

Dolly.— You'll be obliged to care about something, 
Cousin Henry. 

Henry — I should like to know what. 

Dolly. — About what God says, and what He will do, 
to punish you for your wickedness. Your mother 
Was a good woman, wasn't she? 

Henry (after some hesitation). — Yes, she was. She 
was as good as anybody's mother. 

Dolly. — And how do you think she would feel if 
she should see you drinking a glass of liquor? Let 
us all sit down here and talk it over. 

Henry. — I don't want to sit down; and you don't 
want such a homely fellow as I am to stay with you 
a great while. I know just what I am, better than 
you can tell me. 

Maud. — And don't you sometimes wish you was 
different, Cousin Henry ? I needn't have said what 
I did about you, and I'm sorry I did. 



FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACOO. 7 

Henry. — It was true. Don't you suppose I kno«r 
all about it, and don't you suppose I should Uke t« 
be nice-looking? If my mother had lived I should 
be different. I know how I seem to you, and I mean* 
to keep up my independence, but I can't. It woul<? 
have killed my mother to know what I have done 
and there are a good many mothers with boys n<? 
better than I am. I didn't want to come here. I 
knew you wouldn't like me. I knew what Guy an<3 
Foster are. Father told me, and — and — 

Guy. — We are not bad fellows, if we are molly-cod 
dies. 

Henry. — Don't say that ; I was ashamed of it the 
minute I called you so. I hope you won't lay it up 
against me. 

Foster. — Of course we won't. We won't lay up any* 
thing against you except good-will. We are none of 
us any better than we ought to be ; but we do hate 
tobacco and liquor. 

Henry. — You haven't half as much reason to hate 
it as I have. There are lots of fellows, too, that hate 
smoking and drinking, and they keep right on, too. 

Alice. — What makes them ? 

Henry. — Because somebody older'than they are has 
got them in leading-strings. The temperance folks 
don't work so hard for recruits, as those that work 
against them. The cold-water boys and girls don't 
say much about it; but the boys and men that drink 
liquor are always beating up recruits for their army. 

Maud. — We are beating up recruits for our army. 
You said once you wouldn't join us, but — 

Kenry. — I wiLl. I will bury my old pipe, and not 
look in a glass for three months . Then I will look 
and see if the marks of my folly have gone. You 
don't know much about it here in the country ; but I 
can tell you there is an army of boys going to de- 
etruction, because nobody tries to make them do any 



8 FIGHTING AGAINST RUM AND TOBACCO. 

better. It will be hard work for me to stick to my 
text when I go back home. 

Dolly. — You can stay here, and help us with oui 
society. We three girls thought we would try to 
make a teetotaler of you, but we expected it would 
take a good while longer. 

Henry. — It would if you hadn't talked about my 
mother. And then I knew all the time how mean I 
was; and I had to talk ugly to keep my courage up. 
I tell you there are a good many boys you would 
think were all bad, who wish they had never seen a 
drop of liquor in their lives. I am going to join 
your society and try to do right. I am going to 
work, too, drumming up recruits. That is the way 
to do. 

Alice. — So it is, Cousin Henry; and we will all see 
what we can do. If it is only a little, every little 
helps. We are going to fight against rum and to- 
bacco. 

Dolly. — Six of us ! and who knows how much good 
we can do ! 

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and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



COUNTING THE COST. 

By Mary Dwinell Chellis. 



CHARACTERS 



JCE tiUFKES-, HAL JAQUITH, SlM GRAVES, 

Russ Wilson. 

Joe Lufkin calls to Hal Jaquith, who is a little in 
advance of him, and, at the call, Hal turns. 

Joe. — Hallo, Hal! have you seen Sim Graves since 
ne came back from his uncle's ? 

Hal. — Only a minute ; I met him on the street, but 
he seemed to be in such a hurry I did not stop. 

Joe. — If you had, likely he'd preached you a ser- 
mon; he has got the most notions in his head of any 
fellow I know of. 

Hal. — What kind of notions ? 

Joe.— Oh ! about a good many things. You know 
his uncle is great on reform. 

Hal. — No ; I don't know anything about his uncle, 
but I know' Sim's head is generally level. 

Joe. — I used to think so; but, you see, his uncle 
runs a big temperance society, with pledges and 
badges, and all that kind of nonsense. He is rich, 

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2 COUNTING THE COST. 

and has a good many men working for him, but he 
won't hire a man that drinks even a glass of beer. 
Now I should like to know what right he has to say 
what a man sha'nt drink. 

Hal. — He has a right to say what men he sha'n't 
hire. Better do that than pay them out of a beer- 
shop, and encourage them to drink all they will, as 
one man in our town does. I guess Sim's uncle is a 
sensible man. I wish we had a dozen or two like him 
in our neighbourhood. 

Joe. — We are likely to have one ; Sim is converted, 
and, like all new converts, he is zealous. I asked 
him to go into Slack's and take a glass of beer with 
me, and he said he wouldn't do it for all the money 
there is in town. He talked, too, about counting the 
cost, and I told him I didnt treat anybody and then 
expect him to pay the bill. 

Hal. — It wouldn't have cost him money, but it 
might have cost him a headache. 

Joe. — Pshaw ! Beer never makes anybody's head 
ache. It is a good, healthy drink, and I like it. I am 
going to drink it, to. 

Hal. — Have you counted the cost ? 

Joe. — ISo ; thank fortune, my father gives me 
pocket-money enough, so I can afford to spend it 
without counting the cost of a few glasses of beer. 

Hal. — But you don't want to pay for them twice 
over, do you ? 

Joe. — Of course I don't ; I don't intend to either. 
But there comes Sim. Let's have some fun with 
nim. [Sim appears on the stage.'] How are you, old 
fellow? Glad to see you. "We were just talking 
about the cost of drinking beer. You believe in 
counting the cost. 



COUNTING THE COST. 3 

Sim. — Of course I do ; and I have found out that 
drinking beer costs a good deal more than I can 
afford to pay. 

Joe. — Has your father failed ? 
Sim. — Not a bit of it. But my capital of common- 
sense has increased, and I have learned a new rule 
in arithmetic. 

Joe. — What is it ? Compound interest with an infi- 
nite series of progression ? 

Sim. — Exactly that, with the series both ascending 
and descending ; ascending for the brewer and beer- 
seller ; descending for the beer-drinker. Profits are 
in for one, and out for the other. 

Hal. — How do you make it ? 

Sim. — I don't make it. I neither make beer, sell 
it, or drink it. 

Hal. — Well, tell us all about it. There has a change 
come over the spirit of your dream. 

[Buss Wilson now appears upon the scene in time to 
hear HaVs remark]. 

Russ. — I thought Sim had changed, and, old 
fellow, I want to know all about it. I hope you don't 
feel set up by your visit to your rich uncle. 

Joe. — That isn't the trouble with him. He is count- 
ing the cost, and that is sometimes serious business 

Russ. — It is, especially when you are short of 
money. I saw old Beers counting out the price of a 
glass of whisky this morning, and he looked as 
though he was giving up his last friend. I don't 
believe he had a penny left. What a miserable 
wretch he is ! 

Sim. — And all his wretchedness and poverty he has 
brought upon himself. He has swallowed a comfort- 



4 COUNTING THE COST. 

able fortune, and has nothing but the poor-house be- 
fore him. 

Hal — That is so ; and people say he killed his wife 
and little girl. He didn't cut their throats, but he 
neglected and abused them until he broke their 
hearts. He spent his money in Houston's rum-shop 
and let them go cold and hungry. Old Beers' 
drunkenness has actually cost him a good home and 
a good living, besides his wife and daughter. He 
traded them all off for a red face, trembling hands, 
rags, dirt, and a bed in the poor-house to die on. 
Pretty big price to pay for what a man don't really 
need, and I don't believe he could afford it. Do 
you ? 

Joe. — Of course I don't. But that hasn't anything 
to do with drinking a glass of beer occasionally. 
Doctors recommend it for sick people, so of course it 
is all right. 

Sim. — All doctors don't. Dr. Graham never orders 
it. He don't believe in it. 

Joe.— What if he don't ? Dr. Weston has had fifty 
times as much experience, and he always prescribes 
beer, or ale, or whisky, or wine, or some other kind 
of liquor when people are ailing. 

Sim. — Yes, that's true, every time. But father 
says he has made almost as many drunkards as 
Houston has. 

Joe. — That is too severe on the old doctor. There 
is no use in condemning every kind of liquor except 
cold water, because somebody gets drunk. If one 
man is fool enough to spend everything for liquor, 
that's no reason why another man should die of 
thirst. We believe in moderation at our house. 

Sim. — Have you counted the cost ? 



COUNTING THE CC6T. 5 

Joe. — All I intend to. When you have carried your 
Beries far enough to suit you, and calculated its 
approximate value, just let me know. Until then, I 
decline counting the cost of a glass of beer. 

Russ. — You won't be likely to convert Joe as long 
as his father drinks wine, and insists that modera- 
tion is more sensible than total abstinence. I sup- 
pose Mr. Lufkin can afford to drink wine, and Joe 
can afford to drink beer ; but poor boys, like Hal 
and me, must be satisfied with cold water. So I will 
make a virtue of necessity and go in for total absti- 
nence from all which can intoxicate. What do you 
say, Hal ? 

Hal. — I was thinking. 

Sim. — Counting the cost ? 

Hal. — Yes, I was counting the cost of Mr. Lufkin's 
wine-drinking. You know Joe's half-brother is a 
drunkard, so bad his father won't have him at home, 
and every body says he was brought up to it. 

Sim. — Yes, and I have heard my mother say, that 
whenever he tried to reform, his father would ridi- 
cule him for being so weak that he couldn't drink a 
glass of wine wthout keeping on until he was drunk. 
So Mr. Lufkin has been to blame in more ways than 
one. 

Hal. — I hope somebody will take the poor fellow 
up and help him along. 

Sim. — Somebody hu^ taken him up, and if you can 
keep a secret I will tell you all about him ; I don't 
suppose it can be kept a great while, but I prefer the 
revelation should come from some one beside me. 

Hal. — Go ahead, and we'll keep the secret. If any* 
body is trying to help Herbert Lufkins I want to 
know it. He used to be the greatest friend I had 



8 COUNTING THE COST. 

•when I was a little fellow ; and mother says he wag 
as generous and kind-hearted as any boy she ever 
saw. Smart, too; a good deal smarter than Joe. 

Russ. — I don't remember him. He went away in a 
little while after father moved here, but everybody 
seems to pity him, and hope he'll come out all right. 

Sim. — He is doing all right now. My uncle has 
taken him in hand. 

Russ. — Did you see him ? 

Sim. — Of course I did. He is in uncle's store and 
boards there, and spends all his evenings with the 
family. He is a splendid fellow, too ; handsome and 
gentlemanly. All my cousins like him, and Aunt 
Mary says she never had a more agreeable young 
man in her house. Mr. Lufkin sent him away, and 
told him never to come back, but he may be glad to 
send for him again. 

Hal. — Has he signed the pledge ? 

Sim. — Signed and sealed it. 

Hal. — How has he sealed it ? 

Sim. — By pledging himself to a Christian life. So 
he depends upon God for grace and strength to keep 
his pledge of total abstinence, and uncle says that 
while he does that he is safe. 

Russ. — Does Mr. Lufkin know where he is ? 

Sim. — I presume not. They say he never allows 
anybody to mention Herbert's name before him, 
and Herbert wouldn't be very likely to write to him 
at present. He has been away from home five years, 
and he told uncle he had done almost every kind of 
work, and lived in almost every style. He said he 
had been cold and hungry and sick, without anybody 
to care for him or speak a kind word to him. 

Hal. — What made him think of trying to reform ? 



COUNTING THE COST. 7 

Sim. — He says lie always thought of it, and some- 
times he would not drink for a good while. But it 
was what he heard uncle say in a big temperance 
meeting that decided him to make one last desperate 
effort. 

Russ. — He paid dear for Ms wine, didn't he ? 

Sim. — He didn't drink much wine after he left 
home; he has been too poor for that. 

Hal. — What a pity every boy couldn't see just 
what it would cost him to drink liquor. If he could 
he never would pay the price. 

Sim. — He can see it. He does see it every day. 
He can count the cost if he will. The trouble is that 
every boy who begins to drink thinks he can go so 
far and then stop. There never was a bright jolly 
boy who calculated or expected to sell out all his 
smartness and good looks for the drunkard's ditch. 

Russ. — Everybody who drinks moderately don't 
get to be a drunkard. 

Sim.— I know that, but it is running a risk there 
can't anybody afford. Besides, if a great deal of 
liquor does a great deal of hurt, a little does some 
hurt, and what is moderatg for some men is im- 
moderate for others. Perhaps Mr. Lufkin wont ever 
be a drunkard, but he has paid dear for drinking 
moderately, and he hasn't paid the whole bill yet. 

Russ. — Guess not. Wonder how much all the 
liquor drank in the country cost. Does anybody 
know ? 

Sim. — Yes, there has been a very close estimate 
made, and every year there are seven hundred million 
dollars spent for liquor, here in the United States. 
It has been spent so, too, for a good many years. 

Russ. — Whew ! what a lot of people that money 



8 COUNTING THE COST. 

would make comfortable. It would pay for sending 
thousands of boys and girls to school who never can 
go now. No wonder we have hard times, and I've 
noticed that the poorest folks are the ones that drink 
the most. 

Hal. — Put it the other way. The ones who drink 
the most are the poorest. There can't anybody 
spend the same money for two different things. 

Sim. — Money isn't the heaviest item in our drink 
bill either. Sixty thousand drunkards die in this 
country every year. Their lives and their souls must 
be reckoned in when you count the cost of the na- 
tion's drink. And besides that the suffering of their 
families and friends. 

Hal. — Yes, and all they might have been, and all 
they might have done, if they had let liquor alone. 

Russ. — That is so. We can see plain enough what 
it would cost us to start on the moderation track. I 
don't suppose we are either of us any smarter than 
Herbert Lufkin, and if he has come to grief, we 
should be likely to. Beer is pretty moderate, but it 
is a waste of money to drink it. 

Sim. — That is true, and men and women get drunk 
on it. It takes considerable to make them drunk, 
but a confirmed beer drinker never knows when to 
stop. A great many begin with beer and end with 
whisky. Not any for me. 

Hal . — Nor for me. 

Russ. — Nor for me. 

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and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



THE NEW PLEDGE. 

By Julia Codman. 



CHARACTERS. 



The President, Secretary, George, Jasper, Ed- 
ward, and Mary. 

[A scene in the society-room. President in the chair; 
other officers and members in their places^ 

Secretary. — George Hoyt is accused of breaking 
his pledge. 

President. — George, what have you to say for your- 
self? 

George. [Steps out and stands'] . — Not guilty. 

Pres. — Who is the first witness in this case ? 

Sec. — Jasper Clark. 

Pres. — Jasper, please tell us what you know about 
it. 

Jasper. [Standing].— I was in at Mr. Townsend'a 
last Saturday night, when George Hoyt and Eli 
Townsend came in all wet from eel-fishing. Mrs. 
Townsend brought out some cherry brandy for Eli, 
and told him to drink it to prevent his taking cold ; 
and she gave some to George, and he drank it. 

Pres. — What have you to say to that, George ? 

Geo. — I took it as medicine. 

Pres. — Were you sick ? 

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2 THE NEW PLEDGE. 

Geo.- -No ; but I was afraid I should be. 

Pres. — People generally wait till they are siefe 
before they take medicine. 

Geo. — I thought if I took medicine to prevent my 
becoming sick, that would be still better. 

Pres. — But you did not take it by order of any 
physician. 

Geo. — The pledge does not require that 

Pres. — Well, then, is every one to be his own 
judge ? 

Geo. — He can be for all the pledge says to the con- 
trary. But my pa says he would as soon trust Mrs. 
Townsend as any physician in the place, and much 
sooner than he would Dr. Lettson, who gets drunk 
every day. 

Pres. — If we can choose our doctors in that way, 
suppose we should all take the advice tipsy Jim gave 
us, when he found us all shivering without a fire one 
evening, and take a little cordial to keep us from 
getting cold. Would you agree to that ? 

Geo. — No; but I do not see that it would make 
much difference whether you took it by the advice 
of tipsy Jim or tipsy Dr. Lettson. 

Pres. — Let us look at it in another light, then. 
Suppose you were a reformed man — had once been a 
drunkard, like many of the men who are now mem- 
bers of temperance societies. Now, taking medicine 
of that sort would be the worst thing you could pos 
sibly do — serve you worse than a dozen colds. Don't 
you see that would not be a safe rule ? 

Geo. — Yes; but I am not a reformed man. 

Pres. — True, but we want a society that will be safe 
for a reformed man or anybody else. We want no 
two rules about it. 



THE NEW PLEDGE. 3 

Geo. — Then, why allow it for medicine at all, if it 
is not safe for the reformed man to take it, and you 
want no two rules ? 

Pres. [A pause].— Well, I did not make the pledge. 
{Another pause.] What shall we do with this case ? 
\LooMng around.] Has any member anything to say 
about it ? [Another pause.] 

Jasper. — If we want a society where the reformed 
man and everybody else would be safe, and no two 
rules about it, why not have a pledge not to take 
alcoholic liquors at all for any purpose. If the re- 
formed man can get along without them for medicine, 
we can; and do you not all think that it would be 
the best way? 

Henry Faber. — I like that idea. It does seem to 
me that we are the safest not to tamper at all with 
anything that has done so much mischief and killed 
off so many people. It was taking distilled spirits 
for medicine that first got -the people to taking them 
for drinks. 

Edward King. — But isn't it just possible that we 
might need to take them for something. Isn't such a 
step rather venturesome ? 

Jasper. — Not half so venturesome, to my notion, as 
it is to foster the idea that we need this terrible 
poison. My father says he has not taken a drop of 
alcohol in any shape for forty years ; and I think I 
can do without it as well as my father has. Who wiU 
pledge with me for total abstaining ? 

Edward. — I don't think it fair to chjange the pledge 
after you have got us all into the society. 

Henry. — We ought not to do that, of course, unless 
all agree to it. If they do not, there is another 
thing we can do. Those who wish to go in for " No 



4 THE NEW PLEDGE. 

Alcohol " put " N. A.'' after their name on the pledge 
book. Here goes for my name. [He vwites in thebook.] 

Jasper. — I'll agree to that. [Signs.] 

Geo. — That means something, and I like it. [Signs.] 

Henry. — I move that action in George's case be 
postponed indefinitely. 

Pres. — All in favor say, Ay. 

All.— Ay. 

Pres. — Secretary, please put N. A. after my name. 

Sec. — I will, and after my own, too. 

Edward. — Here, I don't like to be left out in the* 
cold. [He takes the book and writes, and all the rest 
do the same. Wliile they are writing, the colloquy pro- 
ceeds.] 

Jasper. — Mr. President, I would like to ask Henry 
where he found this capital idea. 

Henry. — My grandfather told me that the first 
pledges of our temperance societies were against dis- 
tilled liquors only, and not against cider, wine, and 
beer. But when they found these, too, would make 
drunkards, they began to take the pledge against 
them by writing " T. A." after their names, which 
mean "total abstaining" ; and they did this until 
they had a total-abstinence pledge. So I thought we 
could mend our pledge until we got a better by 
adding "]ST. A.," which means that we will not take 
the stuff at any time nor under any circumstances. 

Pres. — A capital idea, and I hope we will have a 
pledge like that very soon. All in favor of that rise 
and sing, "God speed the Right." [They all rise and 
all sing.] 

Published by The National Temperance Societv 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



BLUE BOWS. 

BY MRS. J. McNAIR WRIGHT. 



CHARACTERS : 

Ellice, Charles, 

Ruth. Frank. 

Girls seated on stage, making blue bows. Enter 

Charles and Frank. 

Charles. — Whew ! Making so 'many blue bows 
What are they for ? 

Ellice. — Temperance badges. Will you wear one f 

Charles. — I don't care if I do. [Holds out Ms hand |. 

Ruth. — [Stopping him]. Wait; they mean a good 
deal. If you wear one, you mean that you will have 
nothing to do with intoxicating drink, with brewed 
liquor, or alcohol. 

Charles. — [Patting his hands in his pocJcets]. Oh-h - 
nothing to do. Come, no one would be a drunl ara\ 
but nothing — oh-h-h ! 

Ellice. — Why start on the road to New York, if you 
don't mean to go there ? Better set out for some 
place where you are going. 

Frank. — The road may be very pretty for a little 
while you know, and when one gets tired, one can 
come back. 

Ruth. — Ah! Well, show us some of the good or 
pretty things about strong drink. 

Charles. — You see it may be useful, like other 
medicines, if one don't get fond of it. If one gets so 
fond of it as to be a drunkard, then it is dangerous. 

Ellice. — Then you had better take medicines that 
there is no danger of getting too fond of. What is 
liquor good for as medicine ? • 

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2 BLUE BOWS. 

Charles. — Well, in hot weather it keeps the heat 
out, they say, and in cold weather it warms one up ; 
it is good to cure a cold also, and — and they use it 
for cholera. 

Ruth.-— Well, I should say, cool off on lemonade 
and soda water; and warm up on hot tea and coffee ; 
and take some boneset for your cold ; and as to the 
cholera, our doctor says, that a man used to liquor, 
is almost sure to die of that. If you take these 
remedies that I recommend, they will not finish by 
making a drunkard of you. 

Charles. — But they say that a proper use of liquor 
makes one strong and healthy. 

Ellice. — Look at the whisky-drinkers in this town, 
are they strong and healthy ? Little Bob Topp 
drinks, and he can't carry a pail of water; his little 
sister is stronger than he. And Jerry Tuller drinks, 
and they say he's in a decline, he can hardly walk. 
And old toper Tony, can not dig his own garden ; and 
drunken Sam can hardly hobble on a cane he shakes 
so ; and Tipsy Meg can not hold a cup of water, her 
hand is in such a tremble. Think, there isn't in 
our town one strong person who is a drunken person. 

Frank. — But if all are teetotalers, what will become 
of the liquor sellers ? 

Ruth. — Why they will be driven to honest ways ol 
living. 

Charles. — Honest ! Why isn't that honest and 
profitable ? 

Ellice [Scornfully']. — Profitable to whom ? To the 
men who work in hreweries and distilleries ? They 
are given the poorest wages of any laborers, and 
usually are the shortest- lived, and most quarrelsome, 
and worst supported, of any one kind of working 
men. Not profitable to the men who buy, surely ? 
"Who are so ragged, who go to jail, who fill the poor- 
house, who have so much sickness, who lose their 



BLUE BOWS. 3 

homes, who abuse their wives and children, if not 
these men who buy what brewers and distillers 
make ? If you mean that so many men must be 
miserable beggars, just to support a few brewers and 
distillers, that is not fair. 

Ruth. — But in fact brewers and distillers usually 
end by losing their property, and their children are 
generally bad, and die violent deaths, or make some 
bad end. 

Charles. — But wine they say sharpens the mind. 
Lawyer Lest always drank wine before going to plead 
in court. 

Frank. — Ah ! , And how did he die ? 

Charles. — Why, he committed suicide from melan- 
choly. 

Frank. — And Esquire Hollis drank when he was to 
make a speech. 

Ruth. — And you know what has become of him? 

Frank. — They say he is idiotic, from softening of 
the brain. 

Ellice. — And, Charles, your poor cousin Jim, who 
said in college he studied on wine and brandy, is in 
an Insane Asylum. 

Ruth. — You see the strength got by brain or muscles 
from the use of liquors is what they call a spurt, it 
drives one on fiercely for a little, and then he just 
sinks so much farther into weakness. As the pen- 
dulum of the clock, if you pull it far out on one side, 
it flies far back on the other. This strength is like 
the flashing of a fire, and it burns out real strength, 
and power of endurance. 

Charles. — Why, you girls seem to have studied up 
this matter. 

Ellice. — We have just used our eyes and our com- 
mon sense. 

Ruth. — Stand up here, like good boys, and say your 
eatechism. Now divide in your minds the people of 



i BLUE BOWS. 

this town into those who drink and those who don't 
drink. Heady ? Well, in which party are the oldest, 
strongest, healthiest people ? 
Charles and Frank. — In the Temperance Party. 
Ruth. — Which party has most money, and lives best? 
Frank and Charles [Laughing]. — The Tem-per-ance 
Party. 
Ruth. — Which is the most intelligent ? 
Charles and Frank. — Well, the Temperance lot. 
Ruth. — Which party is the most respected, their 
opinions looked to, their word relied on, their notes 
honored, eh? 

Charles and Frank. — The Temperance Pabty. 
Ruth. [Severely]. — Which party are you going to 
belong to ? 

Boys. — Oh, now you're putting too fine a point on 
it. Here girls, stand up, and say your catechism. 
Won't you think us just as nice if we don't wear 
those blue bows ? 

Ellice and Ruth. — Mercy, no! Not one half ! 

Charles. — Will the bows be any especial advantage 
to us ? 

Ellice. — They will become your complexions beau- 
tifully. m . 

Charles. — And if we grew up young men, and took 
just a little wine and such stuff, wouldn't you walk 
and ride out with us ? 

GMs. — My, no ! We wouldn't think of such a 
thing. 

Charles [Pathetically]. — And wouldn't you speak a 
good word for us ? 

Ellice. — We would not have any to speak, since 
you would be wilfully doing what is wrong and 
dangerous. 

Charles. — And you would prefer these teetotal 
young men to us ? 

Girls. — Yes, indeed ; not a doubt of that. 

Frank. — Charles, I should die of sorrow at such a 
state of things. There is no help for it, let us leave 
off before we begin. Girls bestow upon us Blue Bows. 

Ellice. Here they are, now let us all march home 
wearing Blue Bows. [They march round the stage, 
single file, and go out in great state.] 

Published by The National Temperance Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y 



CURING A DRUNKARD. 

BY MRS. J. MoNAIR WRIGHT. 



CHARACTERS : 



Annie. ) Busy with sticks,pa- Jane. [ ™~£ er 
Emma. ( per, pasteboard, &c. Peggy. \ 

Jane. — What are you two girls doing ? 

Annie. — We are trying to invent something. Invent- 
ors always make a fortune, and we want to invent. 

Jane. — Bat what — what idea have you in your 
minds ? 

Emma. — Nothing in particular ; we thought we 
would put string, sticks, paper, glue, tacks and soon 
together, and see if it turned out a model, and then v 
we'd get it patented. 

Jane. — What an absurd idea ! 

Veggy. — [Dropping on a stool and pushing the 
materials away.] I wish you would invent a way of 
curing drunkards. I have just been to see Sallie, our 
nice nurse that married last year, and I found her 
crying, because her husband drinks. He came home 
drunk last night. 

Annie. — Here is a way I read of in a book. The 
man's wife made his home so nice, and she looked so 
nice, and had such a good tea or dinner always ready, 
and plenty of hot coffee, and invited in his friends, 
and the home was so much better than the bar-room 
that the man finally gave up all his drinking. 

Jane.— My mother told me of a family she knew, 

Copyright, J. N. Stearns, Publishing Agent, 1879. 



2 CURING A DRUNKARD. 

where the man began to drink ; he had two little 
children^ twins, and their mother used to curl their 
hair, and put on their white aprons, and they would 
go with him to and from his work, and if he went 
into a grog shop, in they went, hand in hand, and 
stood white and sweet, like two little angels, looking 
on at the dreadful things there, ready to cry. And 
their father felt so ashamed to have such innocent 
creatures there, and to feel himself unfit for their 
company, that he stopped drinking entirely. 

¥eggy. — Wasn't that sweet ? / heard of a horrible 
way. Some people say to make drunkards sick of 
drinking they should have liquor forced on them all 
the time ; put in all their food, fill the air of their 
rooms with it, and in every way crowd whiskey on 
them, and they will hate it. 

Jane. — I fancy they will die of it first. That seems 
to me like killing one with poison, to stop them from 
taking poison. 

Emma. — My cousin Becky's way was dreadful 
funny. 

Peggy. — Dreadful funny seems to me just the word 
for anything funny connected with getting drunk. 

Emma. — I'll tell you just how it was, for I was 
visiting her. Her husband came home tipsy for the 
first time. He staggered to the lounge and fell over 
stupid. 

Peggy. — Your poor cousin! What did she do. 

Emma. — Her face grew red, and she set her lip* 
tight. Then she said, ' ' My poor Thomas is in a fit ? 
Emma, run for the doctor." So I ran and told the 
doctor Tom had a fit. 

Annie. — What did he say when he came ? 

Emma. — He said, " Hem, ah-h-h ! It's nothing ; it 
will soon pass off; quite common; don't worry." 

Jane. — Horrid creature 1 What did your cousin do 
then? 



CURING A DRUNKARD. 3 

Emma/ — She wrung her hands. " Doctor he has an 
apoplectic fit ! Go to work at once ; shave his head, 
put on leeches, put on blisters, save him, or I must 
call some one else." 

Peggy. — But did she not really know ? 

Emma. — She knew, but she would not admit it. 
The doctor said, "Compose yourself, ma'am ; he is 
a little tipsy." Cousin Becky screamed out, "How 
dare you slander my Thomas ? Doctor, will you 
treat him as 1 desire ? If not, do not stay ! I will 
send for the barber. Emma, go fetch the barber, 
and I will attend to his case myself." 

Jane. — Oh ! and did you go for the barber ? 

Emma. — Yes, indeed, I did ; and said Tom had a 
fit, and he was to come and shave his head. When I 
came with the barber, the doctor looked at Becky : 
"Madam, are you resolved on this heroie treatment? " 
Becky replied : " I am resolved to save my Thomas. n 

Peggy. — Good! And what did the doctor do? 

Emma. — He looked down, smiled, and said: "Well, 
yours is all the responsibility, remember that." So 
he told the barber to shave Tom, and he took every 
hair off his head. Oh, girls, how he did look ! 

Annie. — Splendid ! And what next ? 

Emma. — Why the doctor trimmed his head all up 
with leeches, and Becky put a mustard poultice on 
the back of his neck, and on his feet ; and they un- 
dressed him and made the room dark, and put him 
on a cot ; and Becky strewed about camphor, and 
burnt vinegar, and all sorts of doses, so I couldn't 
stay in the room. And there she sat fanning him. 

Peggy. — Do tell us what he did when he woke 
up? 

Emma. — Why he found himself turned into a sick 
man, head shaved, three blisters on, couldn't get out 
of bed. He said, "Becky, what in creation is the 
matter ? " Becky said, " Thomas, you've had a fit, 



4 CURING A DRUNKARD. 

and I have been taking care of you with blisters and 
leeches, and medicine all night. 

Peggy. — Well, I never ! What did he say to that! 

Emma. — He said: " My dear, it was not neces- 
sary ; such a little attack is quite common, a mere 
nothing." Becky said, "Thomas, it's a good deal. 
If I'd known you had such fits I should not have 
married you, but now I shall never desert you. I 
shall always save your life as I have to-night. I 
tope, Thomas, that your fits wont come very often, 
or you'll never have a hair on your head." 

Jane. — Oh, what did he do then ? 

Emma. — He said, " My dear Becky, don't cure me 
in this way." And Becky said, " I always shall, for 
it has saved your life, and when you arc in a fit of 
course you don't know wha.t is good for you." 

Annie. — Dear, dear! And did that cure him ? 

Emma. — Ye.s. That is a long while ago, and he 
never dared to come home tipsy again for fear Becky 
would cure Mm. 

Jane. — Well we can not cure Sallie's husband in 
that way, but I have a temperance pledge card in 
my pocket, and let us all go and call on him with 
that, it is now his dinner time, and he surely can't 
resist Sallie and four girls teasing him to do what 
he knows he ought to do. 

Annie. — Come ! That is not a new invention, but 
good, as it has been proved. Let us go and try it. 

Published by The National Temperange Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



WINE A MOCKER. 

By MART DWINELL CHELLIS. 

CHARACTERS: 
Mary, Emttje, Hester. 

Mary. — Hester, have you thought about the text 
we were to learn? 

Hester. — Yes, and learned it. Have you? 

Mary — I have done more than that. I have talked 
with father about it, and found a good many other 
texts abouc wine. 

Emilie. — What is the text? 

Hester. — It is one of Solomon's proverbs : ' ' Wine 
is a mocker; strong drink is raging; and whosoever 
is deceived thereby is not wise." 

Emilie. — I don't see how wine can be a mocker. Of 
course it is, or the Bible wouldn't say so, but I don't 
understand it. 

Mary. — Father explained it to me. He said wine 
is a very attractive drink. It foams and sparkles and 
is pleasant to the taste, and when first drank it ex- 
hilarates a person and makes him feel jolly. But 
afterwards he has a headache, and feels stupid and 
miserable. So it mocks the drinker by seeming to 
be good, and then proving to be evil. 

Hester. — Yes, I talked with my father about it, and 
he said the worst of it was what comes after drinking 
a good many times. The more a man drinks, the 
more he wants, so he is likely to keep on till he be- 
comes a real drunkard. 

Emilie. — I didn't suppose drinking wine would 
make anybody a drunkard. 

Hester. — It does. It tells about it in the Bible. 
The first man whose drunkenness is recorded, drank 
of wine and was drunk. 

Emilie. — Who was he? 

Copyright, J. N. Stearns, Publishing Agent, 1879. 



2 WDTE A MOCKER. 

Hester. — Noah. There is a great deal in the Bible 
about drinking wine. It says that wine maketh the 
heart glad ; and so it does at first, but at last it biteirh 
like a serpent and stingeth like an adder. The Bible 
says so. 

Mary. — Yes, and in Proverbs, after asking, "Who 
hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? 
who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? 
who hath redness of eyes?" it answers, "they that tarry 
long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine." 

Emilie. — If wine-drinkers have all those dreadful 
things, wine must be a mocker, if people expect any 
good of it. Woe and sorrow and wounds are very 
bad, and the other things are very disagreeable. I 
guess I know now what makes some men's eyes so 
red, and I wouldn't look as they do for all the wine 
in the world. 

Mary. — The Bible says, in another place, that 
wine and new wine take away the heart. 

Emilie. — But there must be some men who can 
drink wine without losing their hearts or getting into 
so much trouble. 

Mary. — The Bible says : ' ' Woe unto them that are 
mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle 
strong drink." And there is another woe: " Woe to 
the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, 
whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are 
on the head of the fat valleys of them that are over- 
come with wine." 

Emilie. — This is all new to me. It must be that I 
haven't studied the Bible as much as I ought, or I 
should have known it. I think a man who gets 
drunk isn't fit to be with decent people; but when 
you read about grand dinners, you almost always 
read about the wines that are drank. 

Hester. — Yes; but the reporter don't say anything 
about the dark side of it. Men do drink till they are 



WINE A MOCKER. 3 

Billy, or cross, or stupid, even at the grandest dinners. 
I guess the only difference between wine-drinkers 
and whisky-drinkers is, that those who get drunk 
on wine have more money, and can be hidden away 
out of sight till they get over it. 

Emilie. — I wonder if they behave just as bad as the 
men who get drunk on whisky? Is wrme-drunk as 
bad as whisky -drunk? 

Mary. — Just as bad. Why not? Drunk is drunk; 
and there isn't any better about it; no matter if the 
wine-drinker is a member of Congress, and the whisky- 
drinker an Irish hod-carrier. 

Hester. — It can't make any difference. And, be- 
sides, the man who begins with wine is very likely to 
end with whisky. A poor man can't afford to drink 
wine, and the drunkard shall come to poverty. 

Emilie. — Wine must be expensive drink. I know 
now what mother meant when she said that Mr. 
Lakeman had exchanged his thousands of dollars for 
hogsheads of wine. 

Hester. — I guess he has; and now he is glad to ex- 
change his pennies for the very vilest stuff that will 
make him drunk. He told somebody he wanted to 
keep drunk enough so he couldn't remember anything. 

Mary. — I should think he would. His father left 
him a large fortune, and it is all gone. 

Hester. — Yes, and he left him the habit of drinking 
wine, too. Mr. Lakeman's father was a member of the 
Church, but he always drank wine, and, of course, his 
son would. I shouldn't think a Christian, who pro- 
fesses to live according to the Bible, would drink wine. 

Mary. — I shouldn't either; but father says a great 
many Church-members are on the wrong side of the 
temperance question. 

Emilie. — They aren't all drunkards? 

Mary. — No, but they are liable to be ; and people 
don't really know how near they come to it; be- 



4 WINE A MOCKER. 

cause, you see, some men appear very well in public, 
and act awfully at home. I have heard my mother 
say that. 

Hester. — I guess everybody who has lived in the 
world very long knows it. 

Emilie. — I never thought anything about it, and I 
never thought much about wine before. I didn't 
know it was so bad, until you fold me. Perhaps I 
should have found it out when I grew older. But 
mother says it is best to start right when we are 
young. Do all the scholars in your Sunday-school 
learn the verse about wine being a mocker? 

Mary. — The superintendent said he hoped they 
would, and learn as many other verses, too, as they 
could. 

Hester. — I think that text ought to be printed in 
illuminated letters and put up everywhere, where 
people can't help seeing it. It don't seem as though 
Christians would need it, but some of them seem to 
forget what the Bible says. 

Emilie. — I shall never forget that the Bible pro- 
nounces a woe upon the wine-drinker, and that wine 
is a mocker. It is dreadful to be mocked. 

Hester — So it is. When you think everything m 
going to be pleasant and it turns out tmpleasant, you 
are mocked with what mother calls delusive hopes 
and false expectations. I don't think it would be 
quite safe to trust a wine-drinker. 

Mary. — The only safety is in being a teetotaler. If 
a man don't drink any kind of liquor, he can't possi- 
bly be a drunkard. 

Hester. — The Bible says drunkards can not inherit 
the kingdom of God, and the prophet Isaiah says: 
"The priest and the prophet have erred through 
strong drink; they are swallowed up of wine." It 
don't say whisky, but w r ine, and I wonder people, 
nowadays, don't talk more against drinking wine. 

Emilie. — So do I; and, for one, I think I shall be 
often tempted to say, " Wine is a mocker, strong 
drink is raging; and whosoever is deceived thereby 
is not wise." 



Published by The National Temperance Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



AN APPEAL 



APPLES, GRAPES, RYE, AND HOPS. 

BY 

MRS. ELIZABETH POWELL BOND. 



CHARACTERS : 

John, Mary, Alice, Harry. 

John [with a basket of apples in his hand\. — We 
come before you in behalf of these mute things, to 
protest against the harmful use to which they are 
put. Could these apples speak to you, I fancy they 
would say : "All this beautiful summer, through the 
months of sun and shower, our mother tree has been 
as busy as busy could be, with her myriad leaves 
snd countless rootlets, taking in stimulus from the 
air, and nourishment from the earth, until she has 
moulded us into these fair apples. The sunbeams 
have been our artists, and have given us these bright 
colors, and they have been the mysterious chemists 
that have made our juices sparkling and health-giv- 
ing. We pray you send us not to the cruel mill to 
be crushed between the upper and nether millstones, 
to have our juices changed to harmful drinks. Let 
us stay by your pleasant firesides, to grace your ta- 
bles with our beauty, to delight your eager children, 
to give health and vigor to your blood." 



2 % AN APPEAL. 

Mary [with a basket of grapes]. — Let me be a 
voice for these grapes, that the poets have loved to 
sing about as the store-houses of the golden sun- 
shine. Mother Nature has given them not only- 
beauty, but the most delicate flavors, and they love 
to minister to the good and the comfort of man. 
They would witness with dismay the drunken revels 
of gay young men, the gradual ruin of fair young 
girls, the misery wrought by the wine when it is red. 
They would plead with you to let them be the beau- 
tiful grapes to cheer, rather than the red, dangerous 
wine to inebriate. 

Alice [with a cluster of hops]. — Let me plead for 
these graceful creatures, that fall victims to the brew- 
er's devices, and are made instrumental in the ruin 
of men. In their growth they are led by the sun- 
shine, climbing onward and upward till they have 
reached their limit of perfection, when they, like all 
growing things, are ready for the service of man. 
Their graceful growth, their clustering blossoms, 
please his sense of beauty, and in these blossoms, 
Mother Nature has hidden a power to minister to 
his tired, excited nerves, and bring their restorer, 
sleep. They plead with you to save them for their 
beneficent service. 

Harry [with a handful of grain], — Had this food- 
ful grain a human tongue, it would earnestly protest 
against the wastefulness that perverts it from its God- 
appointed purpose. In its neat little kernels are 
stored up the very properties that go to build up 
our constantly wasting bodies. There are lime and 
phosphorus for our bones, there are starch and sugar 
for our blood, in these tiny parcels of food. And yet, 
while there are children crying for bread, thoughtless 
and selfish men take this foodful grain and pervert 
it into the baneful whisky that weakens the nerves 
and muscles and wills of their fellows, and, instead 
of promoting life, spreads broadcast the seeds of 
death. Oh, it is a shameful thing thus to pervert 
one of God's best gifts into one of man's most dan- 
gerous enemies. 



I CAN DO A LITTLE 



CHARACTERS : 

Mr. Self-Sufficient, Little Timothy Smart. 

Mr. Self-Sufficient.— Well, my little fellow, what 
is that you have in your button-hole ? 

Timothy. — A ribbon, sir. 

Mr. S. S. — And what do you wear a ribbon for ? 

Tim. — Oh, sir ! it is a l)adge of the Band of 
Hope. 

Mr. S. S.— Band of Hope ! What is that ? What 
are you little fellows hoping to do ? 

Tim. — Why, sir, we are hoping to overthrow the 
tyrant Alcohol and drive him from the land. 

Mr. S, S. — What ! you little fellows ? 

Tim. — Oh, sir ! little fellows can do a little, and 
that is all that can be expected. Sometimes in a 
great battle little fellows carry the powder, and 
sometimes they hold the match while the gun is 
loading. 

Mr. S. S. — And what do you suppose you little 
fellows can do to stop drinking ? 

Tim. — Oh, sir ! we can do a little. If we can't 
do any more, we can keep ourselves from drinking ; 
and if there are fifty of us, as there are, we can stop 
fifty drinks. 

Mr. S. S. — Pretty small drinks. What do you 



2 T CAN DO A LITTLE. 

suppose Mr. Thompson, who sells his barrel a week, 
cares for that ? 

Tim. — I don't know, sir ; but the other day, when 
we passed his shop with our banner, and on it in 
large letters, " You Don't Get Us" he stood at the 
door and looked mighty sober ; and Mr. Williams, 
the distiller, was heard to say his distillery would 
not be worth much when we grow up. 

Mr. S. S. — And what else can you do ? 

Tim. — We can carry tracts, sir, and put them 
into all the drunkards' houses, and into the gin- 
shops too. We can go where grown folks can not, 
for no one will hurt us. We get many thanks for 
our tracts, sir. 

Mr. S. S. — And what else can you do ? 

Tim. — We can help save the drunkard, sir. Three 
of our little girls, sir, sang songs to one, till they got 
him to sign -the pledge, and then coaxed him into 
one of their meetings, and that brought comfort to 
his family. His little boys and girls we can get into 
our Band of Hope, and there we can keep them 
from the drunkard's drink and make them happy. 
And by and by, sir, if we keep to work, we shall 
make a happy town. The little coral insects do but 
little work at a time, sir ; but by and by their work 
gets above the surface of the ocean, and then there 
comes the beautiful island on the coral reef. 

Mr. S. S. — Oh, my little fellow ! I see you are 
worth something. Go on with your work, and God 
bless you ! 



EDDIE'S PROCESSION. 

[FOR FOURTH OF JULY.] 



BY 

EDWARD CARSWELL. 



CHARACTERS : 
Lula, Edward, and Mother. 

(It would be well if a dog sufficiently teachable and 
tractable can be brought upon the stage.) 

Lula. — Eddie, what did I hear you telling Watch ? 

Eddie. — I said, ," Now, Watch, you must be a good 
dog. This is Fourth of July, and if you are good 
we'll have a procession." 

Lula. (Laughing.) — "A procession!" How large 
a procession ? 

Eddie. — Oh ! only just us two, Watch and me ; 
I'll be the General and the Band, and Watch may 
carry a stick in his mouth. 

Lula. — Why don't you let him carry your flag ? 

Eddie. — Oh ! because he carries crossways, and 
he would drag it in the dust, and that is what shall 
never be done to the glorious Stars and Stripes ! 
(Stamping his foot hard upon the stage.) 



2 EDDIES PROCESSION. 

Lula. — What will you do for a sword ? 

Eddie. — Get Uncle Charlie's from the hall, — that 
and his soldier-cap. 

Lula. — Uncle Charlie's ? He's gone to march 
with the big procession ! 

Eddie. — Yes, but he came home awful sick ! 
Mother cried, and said, " What is the matter ? " and 
father said, " He's taken too m?ich celebration inside 
and lhafs whafs the matter I " So I told Watch to 
remember he is a soldier ; and I want him to be a 
brave soldier, and not run out of the procession and 
get drunk, and to-night he shall have some ginger- 
bread. 

Mother. (Entering.) — Eddie, what are you talking 
about ? 

Eddie. — I am telling Watch to behave himself, 
and not get drunk. 

Mother. — But, my dear boy, dogs never do get 
drunk. 

Eddie. — No, I don't suppose dogs ever do, — they 
know too much ; but I've seen men go from proces- 
sions into the saloon, and Watch might want to follow 
them and break his pledge. 

Lula. (Laughing.) — " His pledge ? " Did Watch 
ever take a pledge ? 

Eddie. — Of course he has ! Every fellow that plays 
with me has got to take the pledge ! {Bringing his 
foot down hard.) 

Mother. — How could you make Watch take it ? 

Eddie. — He always goes with me to the Band of 
Hope, and so we gave him the pledge. One of the 



eddie's procession. 3 

boys read it to him, and I said, " If you mean to keep 
this pledge so long as we both do live, speak ! And 
he sat right up and barked ! so we tied the pledge 
around his neck. But this morning he went out with 
Uncle Charles, and I saw him go into the saloon with 
him, and, — Fm afraid. 

Lula. — Mother, what is this Fourth of July, with 
it's celebrations, and processions, and fire-crackers, 
and all ? 

Mother. — You know Eddie had his birthday party 
last week ? 

Lula. — Yes. 

Mother. — Well the Fourth of July is the birthday 
of our nation, and the celebrations are its birthday 
parties. 

Eddie. — But everybody was happy on my birthday, 
and you don't look happy to day,, one bit. Aren't you 
glad? 

Mother. — Yes, my boy, I am proud of our great 
nation, and of our fathers who gained it's independ- 
ence ; but something else makes me sad. 

Eddie. — What is it, mother? Nothing shall make 
you sad if / can help it. 

Mother. — It is this : When the British soldiers were 
driven out of our country, a far worse enemy was 
left in. 

Eddie.— Tell me who he is ; I'll find him ! 

Mother. — This enemy has killed more men, women, 
and children than the British ever did ! 

Eddie. — Tell me where he is ; I'll fight him ! 



4 EDDIE S PROCESSION. 

Mother. — He is doing it to-day, and we have not 
been able to drive him out of our land. 

Eddie. — Tell me what he is ; I'll set Watch on to 
him ! 

Mother. — This very morning he took prisoner one 
whom I dearly love ! 

Eddie. (Fiercely drawing his sword.) — His name ! 
tell me his name ! 

Mother. — His name, my son, is, — Intemperance / 

Eddie.— I'll find him! 

Mother. — He is a greater tyrant than King George 
ever was ! 

Eddie. — Fll not serve him ; I'll fight him, — I'll 
conquer him ! 

Mother. — Well, my son, if you and your Band of 
Hope 

Eddie. (Interrupting.) — And Watch 

Mother. — Ever do conquer this great enemy, 
every woman in this nation will rejoice, and we'll have 
one grand procession, and take the children all with 
us. 

Eddie. — And won't that be the most glorious In- 
dependence day our country ever saw ? ( Whistling 
for Watch.) Watch ! Watch ! come, old fellow, let's 
go and help. 

Published by The National Temperance SociETf 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



BAD HABITS 



BY 

MRS. M. ELLA .CORNELL. 
CHARACTERS. 



George, 


Mary, 


Harry, 


Laura, 


Frank, 


Bertha, 


Arthur, 





Harry. — What is the matter, George? You look 
as proud as a king. 

George. — Well, I have occasion to look so. I have 
just conquered myself, and that is more than Alex- 
ander could do. Read this, and let me know your 
opinion of it. [Handing it to Harry]. 

Harry. — " I, George Bancroft, do solemnly declare 
that, with God's help, no intoxicating liquors of any 
kind shall henceforth pass my lips, and that no pro- 
fane exclamation or invective shall issue from them. 
That, as far as lies in my power, I will try to conquer 
all my existing faults, and form no bad habits in the 
future. I also engage never to smoke nor chew to- 
bacco, and to be temperate in all things. 

"(Signed), Geo. Bancroft." 

Mary. — Why, George, any one would suppose that 
you were a confirmed drunkard, and addicted to any 
number of faults and vices, to judge from what Harry 
has just read. 

Copyright. National Temperance Society and 
Publication House. 1881. 



2 BAD HABITS. 

George. — You do not understand. Mary, it is not 
what I have done, but to guard against what I may be 
tempted to do in the future, that I have signed this 
pledge. I wish I could get all of you to join me in 
my good resolution, and together we could form a 
mutual aid association. 

Frank. — But what good does it do a body to sign 
this now? I don't like brandy nor cigars, and it will 
be time enough to sign a pledge after I begin to use 
them. 

Bertha. — That is a wrong idea altogether, Frank; 
for if you wait till you begin to like them, you will 
never sign the pledge. I know enough about the 
power of habit to tell you that. I think it would be a 
very wise plan for all you boys to sign it, but I can 
not imagine what need there is for us girls to do so. 
I am sure I would never drink, smoke, chew, nor 
swear. 

Harry. — Yes, but this pledge provides for you girls 
in this sentence : "I will try to conquer all my exist- 
ing faults and form no bad habits in the future." 
Surely, you are not perfect. You must have some 
faults. 

Bertha. — I must, must I ? Well, I'd like to know 
what business it is of yours ? I guess I am as good 
as any of the other girls. 

Laura. — Gracious me ! Bertha, you need not get so 
angry about it. You frighten me almost to death with 
your black looks. 

Arthur [laughing]. — There, girls, both of you have 
betrayed your predominant faults, and proved conclu- 
sively that you need to sign the pledge. You, Bertha, 
have displayed a hasty temper, and if you do not con- 



BAD HABITS. 3 

quer it in your youth, it will surely conquer you as 
you grow older ; and what sight is more displeasing 
than an angry woman ? Laura is almost equally to 
blame, for she is guilty of exaggeration and an unlady- 
like exclamation. She said she was almost frightened 
to death, but I did not notice any particular difference 
in her appearance, and I am quite certain that a re- 
fined and cultivated lady would not wish to utter such 
expressions as " Gracious me ! " 

Bertha. — Well, Arthur, I acknowledge that I was 
wrong to speak so impatiently, and I shall endeavor 
to overcome my faults, and I will prove my sincerity 
by signing George's pledge. 

Laura. — And I acknowledge that I have formed the 
very bad habit of exaggerating and using improper and 
unladylike exclamations ; but if you will all help me, I 
have no doubt I can conquer my besetting sins before 
long. 

Frank. — Well, I suppose as you are all acknowledg- 
ing your faults, I shall have to do the same. But, 
upon my word, I can not think of anything just now. 
I do not swear, smoke, nor drink; and, in fact, I 
think I am about as good as they get them up nowa- 
days. If any of you know anything against me, just 
speak out. Don't be afraid — I won't get mad. 

Harry \laughing\. — Ha! ha! Frank, I think 
your bump of self-esteem is about the size of a pump- 
kin. In fact, it must take up nearly all your head and 
leave very little room for brains. Give it to him, 
boys ; tell him all his defects. 

George. — Well, I know of one very great failing he 
has — want of punctuality. He never enters Sunday- 
school until after the exercises have commenced, and 



4 BAD HABITS. 

is always five minutes behindhand on every occa- 
sion. 

Arthur. — Now it is my turn to find fault. He is 
given to boasting, extravagance, using slang phrases, 
affecting manly airs, self-conceit, and 

Frank. — Stop ! stop ! boys. Have a little regard 
for my feelings. Girls, won't you speak one kind 
word for me ? You have just been reprimanded, and 
" you know how it is yourselves." 

Mary. — Yes, boys. I think we have all received 
our share of reproof, and I for one will endeavor to 
conquer my faults. My besetting sin is carelessness, 
both in attire and conversation. I will endeavor to 
think twice before I speak once, and to cultivate hab- 
its of neatness and order. 

Laura. — And I think we should all endeavor to 
avoid the use of slang phrases. 

Bertha. — Yes, and cultivate a forgiving and charita- 
ble disposition toward others. 

George. — Come, then ; let us all sign the pledge and 
endeavor to become what true American citizens ought 
to be — pure and good in thought, word, and deed; 
and, if we could but persuade some of these kind 
friends to join us in our. good resolutions, we would feel 
that our efforts had not been in vain. 

Published by the National Temperance Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



A FIT OF INDIGESTION 

A DIALOGUE FOR FIVE OR SIX BOYS. 

BY 

JULIA McNAIR WRIGHT. 



Scene. — The Mayor's Court Room — Mayor behind 
a table — Truax reading a newspaper ; one or two 
others standing or seated. Enter Penny, drunk — 
addresses the Mayor. 

Penny. — Y'r 'nor, 'm poorman, fort' n't man. 
C'mplain 'g'nst poor m'ster. Want 'im 'rested ; 'buse 
of office. Swindles poor fort'n't man out of eye-teeth ; 
'fuse me money for starvin' des'tute fam'ly. Was 
poor m'sser for ? Need money, f'm'ly p'rishin', y'r 
'nor. 

Mayor [indignantly] : — No doubt ! Your family 
is perishing and starving as a matter of course, when, 
instead of supporting them, you rob them of their 
earnings, and of all that they have, to spend it on 
your appetite. 

Penny. — No, y'r 'nor ; no appetite ; too sick t* 
eat. All need 's money — 'alf dollar, Judge — a shillin', 
sixpence. Starvin' family 'n rascally poor m'sser. 
Want justice. 

Mayor. —And you've come to the right place for 

Copyright. National Temperance Society and Publi 
cation House, 1881. 



2 A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 

it. I shall do my duty, if I lock you up for thirty 
days. 

Penny [maudlin], — Why, V done, Judge ? poor 
fort' n't honest man. 

Mayor. — Done ! You're a confirmed drunkard ; 
you're drunk this very moment. 

Penny [with great dignity], — Silence in Court ! 
Don' make s' much noise, Judge ; fine you for 'tempt 
of court. 

Mayor. — Why, you confounded rascal 



Penny. — Don' swear, Judge — great sin — f'm'able 
'fense. 

Mayor. — I shall commit you as drunk and disor- 
derly. 

Penny. — No, Judge ; don' do 't — great shame. 
'M teetotaler ; never was drunk 'n my life. Drink 
n'thing but water. M' sick, Judge — tha's w'a's matter 
with me d'gestion —awful bad d'gestion [pathetically]. 
Oh, Judge, wish you had my stomach — awful bad 
stomach. 

Mayor. — Well, I don't want it, or any other 
stomach that is burnt out with whisky. The best 
cure for your indigestion will be total abstinence. If 
I commit you for three months your stomach will have 
leisure to improve. 

Penny. — Judge, y'r m'staken. Noth'n' wrong but 
d'gestion, sure's name's Penny. 

Mayor [writing], — And a bad Penny you are, and 



A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 3 

will piobably come back here sooner than we want to 
see you. 

Penny [Takes up a pitcher of water, drinks some, 
pours some on his hand, and bathes his face. Steadies 
himself]. — Oh, I can't go to jail. It's all indigestion, 
'pon my honor; it's d'spepsia — bad, very bad. Oh, 
goodness ; won't any one speak for me ! 

Truax [rising\ — Your honor, may I say a word 
for this man ? 

Penny. — Yes, do ; there's a good fellow. 

Mayor. — And who are you ? 

Truax. — If you please, I'm the Devil's advocate. 

Mayor. — And what are you doing here ? 

Truax. — Looking after his servants, your honor, 
to see that they get their due. 

Penny [sober er\ — Oh, come now, hold hard there. 

Mayor. — Well, if you recognize this man as one of 
your clients, let us hear what you have to say. 

Truax. — Your honor, he says that his trouble is 
indigestion. I wish to prove that it is indigestion ; 
that it can not be otherwise. Is indigestion a crime ? 
Shall a sufferer from indigestion be sent to the county 
prison for thirty days, or for three months ? No, your 
honor. 

Penny [approvingly]. — Go on, boss; now you've 
hit it. 

Truax [to the Court].— Sir, what is indigestion? 



4 A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 

It is a disease. Is a disease a crime ? No, it is a 
misfortune. Your honor, indigestion arises from cer- 
tain causes ; where those causes are continually pres- 
sent, indigestion must result. I wish to show that 
these causes are present in the case of the man 
Penny. If, sir, people introduce into their stomachs 
substances that can not be dissolved by the gastric 
juice, then these substances produce inflammation, 
indigestion, and a long train of miseries. A continued 
introduction of these insoluble substances will destroy 
the power of the stomach, and produce chronic indi- 
gestion of a most disastrous character. 

Penny. — Zastrous c'arkter ! Go it, old fello'. 

Truax. — It is well known, your honor, that os- 
triches can receive into their stomachs the most obdu- 
rate substances, and be no worse for it. But this 
man is not an ostrich. 

Penny \weeping\. — No, 'm poorman, mis' able man 
— never was ostrich. 

Truax. — And yet, I propose to show the Court 
that Penny has swallowed substances that no ostrich 
would think of swallowing, and to which that famous 
bird's little trials of horseshoes and tenpenny nails are 
trifles. These substances, swallowed during ten years, 
are such as no amount of gastric juice could dissolve, 
and therefore the man must be suffering from indi- 
gestion. 

Penny. — Go it, old boy ; you're right. 

Truax. — Ten years ago this man Penny had four 
acres of land, a small frame house, a cow-shed, and 



A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 5 

other outbuildings. In the course of two years he 
had, as 1 can bring witness to testify, swallowed all of 
these items, and I leave it to the Court to decide if he 
was likely to digest them. 

Mayor. — I should say not. 

Truax. — Owing to his insatiable appetite, Penny, 
during the next year, swallowed a fine cow, a set of 
garden tools, and a fine kit of carpenter's tools. 

Penny \hanging his head], — Oh, come now; hold 
hard. 

Truax. — Owing to the swallowing of these indi- 
gestible substances, Penny's health was now so bad 
that he could not apply himself to work. His eyes 
were bleared, his face bloated, his hands trembling, his 
legs shaky; he was a mere miserable wreck of a man, 
and not now recognizing the picture made of himself 
five years before, he swallowed that. Unable to earn 
money to gratify his cravings, he next swallowed all 
his own clothes but a few poor rags. 

Mayor. — Did I understand you to say he ate his 
own clothes ? 

Truax. — I can prove it, sir. 

Mayor. — He is worse than a toad, which casts and 
swallows its skin. Clerk, set down item — a suit of 
clothes. 

Truax. — He next swallowed the family bureau, a 
clock given him by his father, and a carpet made by 
his mother. I saw him in the act. 

Penny. — Oh, don't, don't ! [Covers his eyes with 
his hands.] 



6 A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 

Mayor. — The man is worse than any cormorant ! 

Truax. —There is no limit to this kind of greed. 
He next swallowed all his children's school books, and 
all the decent clothing of the family, so that his little 
ones could go neither to church nor to school. 

Penny [/tides his face. groaning]. — Oh, say no 
more ; let me go up for three months. 

Truax. — Your honor will understand that indiges- 
tion must have by this time put him in torment. I 
have known him to howl like a maniac, to attempt his 
own life, and the life of his wife ; he seemed possessed 
by fiends. But his appetite was rampant, and a year 
ago he swallowed a wood pile, and a ton of coal, that 
his wife had earned by hard labor. 

Penny. — I'm guilty ! Judge, stop him. Commit 
me ! 

Truax [remorselessly]. — Half fed and deprived of 
fire, his youngest boy — an angel of a child — fell ill. 
This wretched father had swallowed all medicine, med- 
ical aid, food, fire, bedding, all that the sick infant 
•should have had, and it perished miserably before his 
eyes — was buried by the poormaster in the Potter's 
Field. 

Penny [drops on his knees]. — God forgive me \ 
Oh, what a wretch I am ! Judge, I'm a murderer ; 
sentence me for life — only stop that man. 

Truax. — By some strange vampire methods that I 
can not explain, this man has devoured his own wife, 
while she yet lives. He has swallowed up the light of 



A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 7 

her eyes, the gloss of her hair, the plump contour of 
her form, the glow in her cheeks, the cheery ring of 
her voice. Once, your honor, she was a healthy, 
lovely, joyous girl. She is now a poor, forlorn skel- 
eton. 

Penny. — Oh, hush, hush ! Is there no punish- 
ment for me to avenge her ? Is there no hope — no 
repentance ? 

Truax \_persisteni\. — Never was woman more 
faithful ; never were children prettier or more obe- 
dient, and never were any more miserable, more de- 
prived of all things. Do you wonder that this wretch 
pleads indigestion ? Consider what he has devoured ! 
He is an American cannibal — worse than a cannibal ; 
for he feeds on living flesh, not of his enemies, but of 
his own household. 

Penny \jvringing his hands]. — Oh, help me, some 
of you ! Gag me, hang me — lock me in a dungeon, 
but don't leave me any longer to myself. Oh, Judge, 
can not you stop my being tempted at every corner ? 
Forbid these people to let me have what I ask for. 
Tell them to drive me out, to tie me — anything — 
anything but give me liquor. 

Mayor. — Penny, do you realize what you have 
been doing ? 

Penny. — Do I ? Oh, Judge, I hate myself — tram- 
ple on me — put me out of the way. My family may 
help themselves if they are freed from me — their worst 
enemy. 

Mayor. — Be a man, Penny, and set about helping 
them. 



8 A FIT OF INDIGESTION. 

Penny. — Me a man ! I'm possessed of a legion 
of devils ! 

Mayor. — Well, even such a one was healed, sat 
clothed and in his right mind. Clerk, you're a Chris- 
tian Association man — a temperance man ? 

Clerk. — Yes, sir. 

Mayor. — Give this man another chance ; cheer 
him, clothe him ; set him at hard, honest work ; make 
him sign a pledge. Penny, will you try like a man ? 

Penny. — Heaven reward you ! I'll die before I 
drink more. [Clerk takes Penny out.] 

Truax — I'll go out among the business men, and 
see that his family are made comfortable. Who 
knows what they'll do with a fair start. 

Published by The National Temperance Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 

BY 

MRS. NELLIE H. BRADLEY. 



CHARACTERS : 
Ida, Alice, Charlie. 

[Ida turning the leaves of a book. A rap is heard, and 
Alice enters. 

Alice. — Good-evening, Ida. 

Ida [rising]. — How glad I am to see you, Alice ! 
Let me take your hat and shawl. [Places them on a 
chair]. I was just wishing for some one to help me 
decide a very important question, and you are the very 
one to do it. 

[Both take seats]. 

Alice [smiling]. — Of course I am. I believe you 
think I am made up of solid little chunks of wisdom. 
Now, state your important question. 

Ida. — Well, here it is. I've told you before, that 
mother wishes me to be as good a housekeeper as her- 
self; so, while she is visiting her sister for a few weeks, 

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cation House, 1881. 



2 THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 

I am learning all I can to surprise her when she re- 
turns. I study her " cook-books," and Norah instructs 
me willingly, and I can already prepare many dishes 
very nicely. Father thinks my desserts can't be beaten ; 
and, as he expects a friend to dine with us to-morrow, he 
wishes me to have something very tempting. So, I am 
trying to decide between wine gelatine and orange 
cake, and fruit pudding with brandy sauce. Which 
shall it be ? — you know I have great confidence in your 
judgment. 

Alice. — Wine gelatine ? Brandy sauce ? I thought 
you were all temperance people in this house. 

Ida. — We are — strict temperance people ; but that 
is no reason why we shouldn't have nicely-flavored 
food. 

Alice. — But it is a reason why you should not help 
along the whisky trade. 

Ida. — Why, Alice, you astonish me ! you know very 
well we should be glad enough to see every saloon 
closed up this very minute. We get our brandy and 
wine, for cooking, by the bottle, from the store where 
we get our other groceries. 

Alice. — And you encourage the rum traffic just as 
much as though you bought it from a saloon. But 
that's not the only wrong thing about it. Don't you 
feel afraid that your brother Charlie will form a taste 
for strong drink from eating your highly-flavored alco- 
holic mixtures ? 

Ida. — Now, Alice, that's too ridiculous for any- 
thing. Charlie has eaten all sorts of dishes flavored 



THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 3 

with wine and brandy since he was a little boy, and it 
has not done him the least harm. I must say I don't 
believe in such ideas myself. Perhaps you will not be 
so radical when I tell you that the book I hold in my 
hand, and which contains many recipes for dishes 
flavored with liquors, is written by a great lady — the 
wife of a great preacher. What do you say to that ? 

Alice. — I can only say that great people some- 
times make great mistakes. 

Ida. — I declare, you have an answer ready for me 
every time. You are getting too clever, Alice. I ex- 
pect you can give some other reason why it is danger- 
ous and sinful to put a few spoonfuls of wine or brandy 
in food. 

Alice. — Certainly I can. I have read of reformed 
drunkards having their dreadful appetite aroused from 
that cause. 

Ida. — What an idea. Well, if it's true, a man who 
is so miserably weak would go back to drinking any- 
way ; and I don't think we are called on to deny our- 
selves nice things to eat for any such reason. 

Alice. — I am sorry I can't convince you of the im- 
portance of these things. I would not dare to feed my 
brother on such dangerous dainties as you place before 
yours so often. But it is time for me to go. [Puts o?i 
hat and shawl] . 

Ida. — Come again soon, Alice. I like you better 
than any girl I know, even if you are such an old fogy, 
and won't help me to decide my important question. 

Both. — Good-night. 

\ Leave at opposite sides of the stage. 



4 THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 

Scene II. 

Ida and Alice. 

Ida. — Oh, Alice ! I am firmly convinced that every- 
thing you said the last evening you spent here is true. 

Alice. — I am very glad to hear you say that, for I 
went away feeling that you were a dangerous young 
housekeeper. 

Ida. — I told father what had passed, and he said 
that " such extreme ideas were doing the temperance 
reform much harm, and that people could not accom- 
plish much good when they became fanatics." So, the 
next day I had a beautiful fruit pudding for dessert, 
and when father was serving it he said : " Mr. Gray, 
I am proud to say that my daughter Ida made this 
dessert. She's a tip-top little housekeeper." And 
Mr. Gray smiled, pleasantly, as he said : " I shall pass 
judgment on it in a short time." Then he dipped the 
little silver ladle in the sauce tureen. [Pauses]. I 
declare, I hate to tell the rest. 

Alice. — Do go on, Ida ; I am so anxious to hear 
what happened next. 

Ida. — Mr. Gray suddenly pushed away the tureen, 
and the smile left his face, as he said : " My friend, I 
dare not taste that sauce, for the odor of alcohol warns 
me that the tiger of appetite I have kept chained for 
three years by the grace of God, would be let loose in 
all its fierceness." Then he turned to me, and said, 
kindly — but oh / hoiv solemnly — " My dear young 
friend, let me entreat you never again to let those 
busy, helpful, little hands place this terrible temptation 
before any man." [Pauses], 



THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 5 

Alice. — How dreadfully you must have felt, Ida ! 

Ida. — I could scarcely keep back the tears, and 
Mr. Gray began to talk upon another subject, for he 
pitied me, I am sure. After dinner I found Charlie 
in the kitchen drinking sauce with a spoon as if it were 
soup. Here he comes now. 

[A voice is heard singing " Champagne Charlie" and 
Charlie enters, with his hat pushed back, and his hair 
pulled down over his forehead. He drags a chair to 
the center of the stage, and sits astride, with his face 
to the back, and fronting the audience']. 

Ida (severely). — Charlie, what do you mean by 
coming in here with your hat on, and your hair all 
mussed up? 

Charlie. — Oh ! excuse me, ladies. [Throws his hat 
on the floor]. Now, Miss Alice, I've got a crow to 
pick with you. You've been preaching to our Ida, I 
know. She used to make such su-per-lu-gious desserts, 
and now I can't get any sauce, or mince-pie, or any- 
thing else that isn't as flat as dish-water. 

Ida. — Charlie, I use the very best lemon and va- 
nilla extracts. 

Charlie, — Oh, fudge ! who wants that flat, weak 
stuff! I tell you one thing, mother will have things 
different when she comes home. 

Alice. — I hope not, Charlie ; I think you like the 
taste of liquor too well now. 

Charlie. — Girls, I must tell you a good joke I 
know. [Laughs in a silly way]. I was hungry when 



6 THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 

I came home, and went to the pantry for some bread 
and milk. Up on a shelf in the corner was the brandy 
bottle I've seen mother and Ida use so often in cook- 
ing. I shook it, and found there was a little in it, and 
the idea popped into my head that I would make some 
milk punch. I've heard that it is awful good, but I 
didn't know how to make it, so I had to guess at it. 

Ida. — Charlie Maxwell ! you dreadful boy ! 

Charlie. — Now, you just hold on, sis. If it's good 
to eat it must be good to drink ; and there wasn't as 
much brandy in it as I've seen you put in pudding 
sauce many a time. 

Alice. — I hope you didn't make milk punch, 
Charlie. 

Charlie. — Indeed I did, as well as I knew how. I 
beat up an egg, and stirred it in a glass of milk, then 
poured in the brandy and sweetened it. It was prime, 
I tell you, and I didn't leave a drop. 

Ida. — No wonder you look so rough and act so 
rudely. Oh, Charlie ! I do believe you are tipsy. 

Charlie [indignant\. — Indeed I'm not. I only 
feel lively and funny. [Sings] : 



For I'm a jolly good fellow, 
I'm a joliy good fellow, 
I'm a jolly good fellow, 
In this we all agree." 



Ida [distressed], — I hope this will convince mother 
and father that it's time to banish the bottles from our 



THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 7 

pantry, and the liquor from our cooking. Charlie, go 
and brush your hair ; you look like a fright. 

Charlie. — All right ! [Goes out singing, " We wortt 
go home till morning" 

Ida. — What shall I do, Alice ? If Charlie grows up 
to be a drunkard, I shall never forgive myself. 

Alice. — We will not let him be a drunkard, Ida. 
He must be persuaded to sign the pledge, and I will 
pray that he may be a good, sober man. Your mother 
will realize the necessity of having no temptation at 
home. I must go now, it is getting very late. [Puts 
en hat]. 



[Charlie enters], 

Charlie. — Miss Alice, I will see you home. 

Alice. — No, I thank you, Charlie ; I never accept 
an escort who is not a strict teetotaler. 

Charlie [putting his hands to his head]. — I wonder 
what ails my head ! it aches like everything. 

Ida. — It's the effect of that dreadful punch, Charlie. 

Charlie. — Arrd / ought to be punched with a big 
stick for making such a fool of myself. I am so much 
ashamed of it, I am sure I shall never do it again. But 
when a fellow gets the taste of wine and brandy as 
often as I have in food, he grows to like it. 



8 THE YOUNG HOUSEKEEPER. 

Alice. — Will you sign my iron-clad pledge to-mor - 
row, which binds you not to eat or drink anything that 
contains alcohol in any form ? 

Charlie. — Not even mince-pie ? 

Alice. — Not unless it is temperance pie. 

Ida. — You'll never get any other kind here, Charlie, 
for I shall be a teetotal housekeeper as long as I live. 

Charlie [with emphasis]. — I'll sign that pledge, 
and keep it too, Alice. And now, as I am going to 
be a strict teetotaler, I suppose you will allow me to 
escort you home ? 

Alice [smiling]. — Certainly I will. Good-bye, 
Ida. 

Ida. — Good-bye. 

[Alice and Charlie go out one side, Ida the other]. 

Published by The National Temperance Society 
and Publication House, 58 Reade St., N. Y. 



WATER IS BEST 



BY 

DAVID LAWTON. 



CHARACTERS : 

John, A Drinkers Son. 

Harry, . . . . A Band of Hope Boy. 

{They advance from opposite sides cf the platform, 
John with a pitcher, supposed to contain beer, in his 
hand, Harry with an empty water-pai/.] 

John {pointing scornfully to the water-pail], — « 
Going for water, eh ? 

Harry [pointing to the pitcher], — Been for beer, I 
suppose ? 

J. — Yes. [Holds up the pitcher?] This is for fa- 
ther's supper. And I shall get a cupful for fetching 
it, to make me strong. Beer will thrash water any 
time. 

H. — Oh ! indeed. Well, that's not so bad either. 
I saw a good illustration of it yesterday. A man who 
had been drinking walked into the river, and, as soon 
as he found out where he was, he began thrashing the 
water in fine style with his hands and feet, trying to 
get out again. But the water came very near thrash- 



2 WATER IS BEST. 

ing him, for if some one had not helped him out he 
would have been drowned, poor man. 

J. — Oh ! but I didn't mean anything like that. 

H. — Of course not. You meant that those who 
drink beer will be stronger than those who drink 
water. 

J. — Yes, that's just what I meant, and I think I'm 
right, too. 

H. — Well, but I think I shall be able to show you 
that you are wrong. According to your idea those 
who take plenty of beer ought to be very strong ; but 
I saw a man the other day who has been a drinker 
almost all his life, and his hands trembled, and his 
body shook all over as if it was going to fall to pieces. 
Once, I dare say, he thought as you do — that beer was 
good for him. You had better mind, John, for the 
beer may thrash you yet. It is a dangerous thing to 
play with. 

J. — Why, what harm can come of drinking good 
beer? 

H. — You may get to like it so much that you can 
not leave off taking it, however much you may want 
to do so. 

J. — Nonsense. Beer is a lot better than water, I 
can tell you. 

H. — Nay, but water is best. 

J. [disdainfully]. What can water do ? 

H. — What can beer do ? 

J — Make people strong, of course. 

H. [knowingly]. — But how does it make people 
strong, I should like to know ? 

J. [looks puzzled and scratches his head]. — I can 
not tell you that. 



WATER IS BEST. 3 

H- [triumphantly]. — I thought not. It would puz- 
zle wiser heads than ours to answer that. 

J. — Well, but what can water do ? Tell me that. 

H. — Almost everything ! Look how it turns oui 
great mill-wheels, and carries the big ships from place 
to place, to say nothing about the little boats. Just 
think how the rain refreshes the land, and causes the 
grass, the flowers, and the corn to grow. Why, if 
there was no water you could not have the beer you 
seem to think so much of. 

J. — How so ? 

H. — Because there would be nothing to make it of. 
The barley would not grow without rain ; and then 
you must have water to brew with before you can 
make beer. We could do without beer a great deal 
better than with it, but we could not get along without 
water at all. 

J. — Oh ! I see. But how do you make it out that 
water is a better drink than beer ? 

H. — Because it will satisfy you when thirsty, and 
beer won't. People know when they have had enough 
water, but drinkers never seem to know when they're 
satisfied, for they are always drinking and always dry. 
And besides, water is one of the principal elements in 
the composition of our bodies, and when we drink it 
we are taking something which will become a part of 
ourselves. But our stomachs can not digest the alco- 
hol, which is the principal thing in beer, and without 
which people would never think of taking it. If some 
one gave you a shilling, and you had a hole in your 
pocket and lost it, you would not be any the richer 
for having had it, would you ? 

J. — Oh ! no, certainly not. 



4 WATER IS BEST. 

H. — Well, if you drink beer to make you strong 
you will be no better for it, because it comes out of 
your body just as it went into it. In fact, it will make 
you worse instead of better. 

J. — How can it make me worse ? 

H. — Because the alcohol, which I have just men- 
tioned, is a deadly poison. So when you drink beer 
you are taking an enemy into your system which will 
do you harm just in proportion to the quantity taken 
and your strength to resist its ravages. 

J. — Well, I did not know that before. You mean 
to say then that beer actually does people harm ? 

H. — Of course I do. And I think I have proved 
it already. Our bodies were never intended to have 
such a fiery thing as alcohol put into them. God, 
who made our bodies and knows what is best for 
them, gave us pure water to drink. But He did not 
give us beer, and therefore I think we may be sure He 
never intended us to have it. 

J. — I never thought of that before. If father offers 
me any of his beer to-night I shall say : " No, thank 
you ! " 

H. — That's right. I hope you will come with me, 
when I have fetched water for mother, to our Band of 
Hope meeting ; and our secretary will be very glad to 
enroll you as a member. 

J — I shall be right glad to do so when I have taken 
this pitcher home. 

H. — You have been trying beer-drinking a good 
while now, and when you have tried water-drinking as 
long I think you will have learned from experience 
what I honestly believe to be a fact — that water is 
best. [Exit. 

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Come Home, Mother 50 

Coals of Fire 1 00 

Curse and the Cure, The 40 

Curse of Mill Valley, The 1 25 

Drinking-Fountain Stories, The. . . 1 00 

Dumb Traitor, The 1 25 

Emerald Spray, The 40 

Eva's Engagement Ring. 90 

Echo Bank ; 85 

Esther Maxwell's Mistake 1 00 

Fanny Percy's Knight Errant 1 00 

Fatal Dower, The 60 

Firebrands 1 25 

Fire Fighters, The 1 25 

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Frank Oldfield ; or, Lost and 

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His Honor the Mayor 1 25 

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Hopedale Tavern, and What it 

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National Temperance Orator, The, 1 00 

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No Danger 1 25 

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Nothing to Drink 1 50 

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Alcohol and the State. i2mo, 411 pp. By R. C. Pit- 
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Bread and Beer. i2mo. 381 pages. By Mary Dwinell 

Chellis. A thrilling story full of argument and illustration. 50 

Prohibitionist's Text-Book, The. i2mo, 312 pp 50 

Our Wasted Resources; or, The Missing Link in the 

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Ten Lectures on Alcohol. By . W. Richardson, M.D. 

i2mo, 338 pp Comprising "( "antor Lectures,*' u Alcohol on the Body and 

the Mind,'" '- Moderate Drinking," and " The Liberty of the Abject.". 50 

Talks on Temperance. i2mo, T9S pp. By Canon Farrar, 

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Liquor Laws of the United States, revised and corrected, 

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Moderation vs. Total Abstinence ; or, Dr. Crosby and his 

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Readings and Recitations, No. 1. i2mo, 96 pp. By 

Miss L. Penney, A choice collection of Prose and Verse, suitable for 
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Readings and Recitations, No. 2. i2rno, 96 pp. By Miss 

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Readings and Recitations, No. 3. i2mo, 96 pp. By Miss 

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Alcohol and Hygiene. An Elementary Lesson-Book for 
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Bible Wines ; or, The Laws of Fermentation and Wines 

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Evangelistic Temperance Work. 12 mo, 34 pp. By Mrs. 

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Prohibition Does Prohibit ; or, Prohibition not a Failure. 

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